Time travel as close as your local cemetery.

Sunday’s Cemetery 38

December 27, 2015 | Family | Permalink

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Cemeteries. Every city has one. They are mysterious, historic, haunting and, to me, fascinating.  I developed a fondness for cemeteries as a boy.

Now whenever I’m out of town, I always make it a point to visit a cemetery.  To me, they are better than any mountain range, skyline or other popular tourist attraction.  They are hidden treasures containing a wealth of information about communities and the people who lived there.

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Sunday’s Cemetery 37

November 29, 2015 | Family | Permalink

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Built in 1886, the Washington County Courthouse is located on the town square in Salem. 

Cemeteries. Every city has one. They are mysterious, historic, haunting and, to me, fascinating.  I developed a fondness for cemeteries as a boy.

Now whenever I’m out of town, I always make it a point to visit a cemetery.  To me, they are better than any mountain range, skyline or other popular tourist attraction.  They are hidden treasures containing a wealth of information about communities and the people who lived there.

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Uncle Jimmy – Forever in Our Hearts

November 23, 2015 | Family | Permalink

Uncle Jimmy

Uncle Jimmy

Growing up, I was very fortunate to have aunts and uncles who helped create some of my best childhood memories.

  • Aunt Patty never failed to send me a card on my birthday. It taught me the importance of small gestures.
  • Aunt Jackie always took me swimming in grade school and when I was a teenager had me babysit her four kids. Would you believe her adult children still talk about those good times?
  • On the weekends, I’d spend the night with my Aunt Linda who taught me how to make dill pickle and cream cheese dip — a dish I still make today!
  • My Uncle Larry and Aunt Dickie both lived away but that didn’t stop me from visiting him in California and her in Virginia, Florida and London, England. I’d see them during the holidays as well.
  • And then there’s my Uncle Jimmy. Growing up, his family lived on the same street as I did. And I remember many walks down to his house when I was a little boy.

Uncle Jimmy was like a big kid. He would keep you entertained and was always right in the middle of all the action, whether it was playing a game of Wiffle ball or board games with all the kids. And he always made sure everyone was included. When my Uncle Jimmy and his family moved to a new house across town, I was devastated. At the time, little did I realize it was only a 10-15 drive from our house which I later discovered when I bought a moped at age 14. I would ride over to his house often to visit.

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Sunday’s Cemetery 36

November 22, 2015 | Family | Permalink

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Cemeteries. Every city has one. They are mysterious, historic, haunting and, to me, fascinating.  I developed a fondness for cemeteries as a boy.

Now whenever I’m out of town, I always make it a point to visit a cemetery.  To me, they are better than any mountain range, skyline or other popular tourist attraction.  They are hidden treasures containing a wealth of information about communities and the people who lived there.

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Sunday’s Cemetery 35

November 15, 2015 | Family | Permalink

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Recently I had the privilege of visiting one of the largest cemeteries in Latin America, General Cemetery in Santiago, Chile, where an estimated 2 million people are buried.

Cemeteries. Every city has one. They are mysterious, historic, haunting and, to me, fascinating.  I developed a fondness for cemeteries as a boy.

Now whenever I’m out of town, I always make it a point to visit a cemetery.  To me, they are better than any mountain range, skyline or other popular tourist attraction.  They are hidden treasures containing a wealth of information about communities and the people who lived there.

CLICK HERE TO READ MORE

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