|Maude Aurelia Fauson, she left us in June 2005. We miss her every day and treasure every memory of her.|
|Billy Ray Rushton went to heaven, December 2005. He was and is an inspiration to all of us. A Dad, husband, brother, and friend.|
|Pamela Ann Jordan Whinnery - wonderful mother, sister, daughter and friend. We miss her very day.|
Memorial Day, originally called Decoration Day, is a day of remembrance for those who have died in our nation's service. There are many stories as to its actual beginnings, with over two dozen cities and towns laying claim to being the birthplace of Memorial Day. There is also evidence that organized women's groups in the South were decorating graves before the end of the Civil War: a hymn published in 1867, "Kneel Where Our Loves are Sleeping" by Nella L. Sweet carried the dedication "To The Ladies of the South who are Decorating the Graves of the Confederate Dead" (Source: Duke University's Historic American Sheet Music, 1850-1920). While Waterloo N.Y. was officially declared the birthplace of Memorial Day by President Lyndon Johnson in May 1966, it's difficult to prove conclusively the origins of the day. It is more likely that it had many separate beginnings; each of those towns and every planned or spontaneous gathering of people to honor the war dead in the 1860's tapped into the general human need to honor our dead, each contributed honorably to the growing movement that culminated in Gen Logan giving his official proclamation in 1868. It is not important who was the very first, what is important is that Memorial Day was established. Memorial Day is not about division. It is about reconciliation; it is about coming together to honor those who gave their all.
all along the roads leading to the entrance are signs that say "Hero's Sleep Here". I think it says everything.
That these soldiers gave their time and some their lives for us.
I took this picture at the entrance to a private garden near the flag. It says so much about these brave soldiers.
Obviously I could go on and on. There are not enough words to describe this beautiful resting place.
Please consider a visit to honor these sleeping heroes.
This was taken at one of the other local cemeteries.
Most Americans use this day to remember loved ones that are no longer here with them. When we were kids probably in grade school. One of our activities was to go to a little cemetery in Spanaway. We would clean the grave stones and weed and water the plants that were there. Sometimes if there had been a funeral recently and there seemed like lots of flowers we would take some of them and put them on the older graves that no one visited.
One in particular was Violet Cox's grave. She was two years old when she died. Her grave was next to a huge fir tree. I always tried to do a little extra around her resting place. She died in the early 1900's.
I went to the cemetery today and found her grave a picture follows.
I wonder now what people must have thought driving by and seeing three or four kids messing around in the grave yard.
They were special times shared by my brothers and sisters. I will never forget them.
Debbie added a PS about the old pump we used for water, it is there too.
Here is a picture of it:
I have many heroes I have lost along the way, I will remember and honor them this day for the impact they had on my life.
CHEERS TO HAPPY!!!