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For Cemetery Poetry Contest sponsored by Constance La France

As I remember, I was about six years old the day Aunt Edie babysat. Why weren't any of my brothers home? Was Mom stressed with me? Maybe that.  We talked for many hours about everything, all that was on my mind. I had never known a lady to be so patient, gentle, and kind.  Later, my mom said that my aunt was surprised I had so much to say, because my mom said I was painfully quiet. In essence, my aunt said, "no way". My aunt took me out for lunch on that sunny day. We sat outside together. With pieces of tortilla from my first burrito, we fed our friends with feathers.   Next, we went to buy some colorful flowers. We agreed they were pretty, as was the green grass we saw next in the quiet cemetery. She grew pensive, contemplative and subdued as she placed each bloom. I joined her in quiet observance and smelled the blossoms' sweet perfume.   For me, it felt like I had been honored to share in her grief for a husband, long since dead, as a gentle breeze blew a leaf. The man was not her current husband, the uncle known to me. Years later my mom said I must be mistaken. It was her grandpa we went to see.   Could be she was right about that - I was only six years old. But I will forever remember that day, a memory to have and hold.

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Date: 5/28/2025 7:22:00 AM
I can relate - walking with my grandpa in a cemetery, “We used to have spaghetti with this man,” My grandpa took care of the graves. Only through him do I understand this. My mom is in an urn, my nephew’s ashes were taken to the mountains. A whole different way of grieving. Nice tribute to time with your Aunt Edie!
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David Crandall
Date: 5/29/2025 3:24:00 PM
Thanks, Kim. Yes, it's quite a nice memory for me.
Date: 5/27/2025 11:24:00 PM
A wonderful take of recollection. I had some memorable times in the cemetery right across our street!
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David Crandall
Date: 5/29/2025 3:23:00 PM
Thanks! Wow, that's some experience, living across the street from a cemetery.
Date: 5/27/2025 2:00:00 PM
I enjoyed reading about your "Trip to the Cemetery" write/story. "Good Luck" We both did this one. Have a blessed day.........
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David Crandall
Date: 5/27/2025 4:28:00 PM
Thanks Paula!
Date: 5/27/2025 12:17:00 PM
- A story from a child's memory ... lovely written :) - Best wishes in the contest :) - hugs
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David Crandall
Date: 5/27/2025 4:28:00 PM
Thanks Anne-Lise!

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