The second part of our annual cemetery run included a trip to Inglewood Park Cemetery and Riverside National Cemetery. They’re a couple of hours apart (in good traffic), so it was a long day. Fortunately, it was a beautiful day until about 3:30 in the afternoon when it started turning dark and chilly. We survived.
First stop – Inglewood Park Cemetery.
My brother Gary is buried here, as are my Auntie Eleanor, Auntie Ethel, Uncle Willy and cousin Ceresia.
Gary William Johnson lived 22 days. He was born prematurely and, 57 years ago, his internal problems couldn’t be corrected.
Minda Ceresia Barrett, my cousin, was three months old when she died. She’s buried seven spaces down from Gary.
Eleanor Cradic, my aunt, was only42 years old when she died from cancer.
Ethel Keddy, my aunt and Eleanor’s sister, also died from cancer. Eleanor and Ethel were both my dad’s sisters (dad also succumbed to cancer).
Willis Keddy, my uncle, was Auntie Ethel’s husband.
Two last headstones… Judy Ann Bilbrey is buried next to Gary, and we’ve always decorated her grave as if she was a member of our family. In all the years we’ve done this ( we’ve only missed a handful in 57 years), her grave has never been visited or decorated by anyone other than us as far as we know. That’s sad. So my family “adopted” her so that she wasn’t completely alone and forgotten.
Gayle Lynn Bremer is on the other side of Gary and, like Judy, has never been visited as far as we know, so we “adopted” her, too. (we finished decorating both graves after we to0k these pictures)
Now… the second half of part two: Riverside National Cemetery. We have three family members buried there:
My dad, Glenn Eldon Johnson
My cousin, Clint Smith
My cousin Larie’s dad, Clarence Woelke (aka Chip)
(all three graves were decorated after these photos were taken)
As we left Riverside National we stopped for a short visit with the geese (we forgot to bring them bread!) and then headed home.