Saturday we took off to New Jersey where the combined efforts of a Historical Society and a Garden Club were dedicating a bench and tree to my brother DRBR (in the rest of this entry I will use BroD instead of all his initials) who died last year. The drive was uneventful, but it did remind both of us helpful a GPS is! We were headed for a cemetery called simply "Old Burying Ground" which, as you can imagine, had no street number and it was on a major (read "long") road, but Rosie (our GPS and yes, I one of "those" who name their cars - Ruby - and other non-sentient things) got us there.
As it turned out, it was a wonderful gathering of family, and despite a few tears now and then, a happy one. All three of BroD's children were there, and the only grandchildren missing were geographically far away. The dedication of the bench was very moving as BroD 's wife, a son, and a grandson all spoke and women from both clubs gave very moving addresses.
Since I do not have permission to show photos of the children who were in attendance, I will simply share a photo of the garden bench:
beautiful bench and a wonderful tribute to your brother!
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