Saturday, August 30, 2008
I Come to the Garden - - -
Here in this lovely garden spot - - -
On Burr Ridge near Hillsboro, Wisconsin,
Dad lovingly relinquished his years of caring for mom by personally placing the chest containing her ashes into the ground.
While many of us came to share with him in that moment - - - only he carried her ashes. He said he promised her fifty-six years ago that he would take care of her and that he intended to keep that promise to the end.
Posted by Keetha Broyles at 3:37 PM
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WOW......I can't tell you how powerful that is!im
I agree with Tammy - wow! Did your mother know what a gem she was getting when she married your father 56 years ago? What a legacy for their children and grandchildren plus friends and extended family.
My dad is a living Saint - - - I do not say that glibly nor in jest. Since mom never had anything else to compare dad to, I'm not sure she ever did understand exactly what a gem she had.
Commitment and touching. So sweet and strong their love even in death. So beautiful, Keetha!
Thank you, Leigh
Your dad is incredible! I love him and I don't even know him! Your mother was a woman well loved by her husband!
Yes he is, NancyGrayce. Thank you!
Grandpa is so amazing. Looking at these pictures makes me very sad that I wasn't there.
It would have been really nice if you could have been here. The service was very very similar to what we had at Marion though, so other than missing the people and the graveside, you really didn't miss much.
Splendid setting, great state.
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