Every year my mother and father go down to Fillmore to decorate family graves. My mothers side of the family is there. Grandparents, great-grandparents and many uncles and aunts etc. I used to go down. I guess I better go next year so I can make sure I know where they all are. Once my mother is unable to go any more it will pass to me. I am grateful for my family past and present. My grand parents and great grandparents have many spots in my memories.
And I must admit that I am who I am in part because of them.
Their sacrifice, trails and humor helped make my life possible and well worth living.
For that I am extremely grateful!
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