Jefferson Barracks - And why can't I find that gravesite?
I have ridden to Jefferson Barracks twenty times over the years to see my dad's grave site. I ride at the park, which is adjacent to the cemetery, quite often. But it seems that when I ride my bike to the cemetery I lose my way. I don't think there has every been a time when I've actually found Dad's headstone while on my bike. Call me crazy.
So this morning, when I again could NOT find the stone, I rode home, showered, and DROVE back down to the cemetery before work and FOUND the head stone. Something about being in the car must awaken my feeble mind and I figure out that it's on THAT side of the cemetery. Anyway, since we did not visit during memorial day weekend, I had to make time to go.
I'm scowling during this pitiful selfie because, for the life of me, I couldn't get the button to work. When it finally worked, this is what I was left with. Titled "Grumpy Selfie with Dad".
I then noticed that there was a tiny deer curled up behind one of the headstones very close to where I was unsuccessfully taking a selfie. I turned my camera over to take a photo and he bolted. But I still took a rather cute photo of him.
It wasn't the same visiting Dad without the family. Maybe on Father's Day we can get it all together and get some proper photos together. I feel like I will let them forget him if I don't remind them, since none of them ever met Dad.