We all felt this was one of the most dramatic experiences of the whole trip....wonderful feeling here. Beforehand while visiting the other cemetaries I had made the statement I felt bad that Homer wasn't buried with family but clear across the state in the National Cemetary. After being to both I felt Dad was the lucky one and in such a "sacred" place getting the best care.
All of us walking down the hill and among these American heroes......so emotional for all of us!
Dad surveying the white markers of thousands.....
We were so happy to spend a little time with Dad (Homer).
Kenzer ran to this headstone of grandpa's and sat like this for a few minutes very quietly and finally got up and ran away....ummmm! Did she feel or know something we didn't? It was very sweet.
Jack and Grandpa Homers headstone at the South Dakota National Cemetary in Sturgis, SD.
Oh, there's that little man that has been hitching a ride with us. We rarely see him.
This is a pond out in the back of the property....so serene and beautiful....
He remembers staying in the upstairs bedroom of this same farmhouse minus the right add-on.
In between looking in the two cemetaries we stopped by the farm of Sissy's where Jack remembers visiting in the summers and looked at an old truck he crashed in while a young teenagers. Still parked on the property!
Couldn't believe how overgrown the markers were with children so close by....
We are linked....
...and we walked the greens of the cemetaries looking for our people....
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