The Joy of Unexpected Finds
Shanna Riley April 2nd, 2007
My mother and I went on an impromptu graving trip this weekend, and ended up in Rosedale Cemetery to snap a grave photo of a childhood friend of hers who passed in 1983. It was to be a quick in and out ordeal - take the photo and head home.
But once we were out of the car, we developed - as my Mom termed it - "grave diarrhea" (which, I realize, could be taken a few different ways), and stayed in the cemetery for nearly an hour. We were late for dinner out with family, but it ended up being quite worth the frowns we endured for our tardiness.
Two graves, side by side, happened to catch my eye as I walked by them. I stopped for a better look and, to my utter delight, saw before me the graves of two family members I'd had no idea were buried here. Not only that, they were two I'd been searching for in my genealogy research!
The surprise finds are often the best.
