tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3115636794048487948.post7705579854536999160..comments2024-02-23T05:59:53.252-08:00Comments on Mark Hayter's Column: Cemetery visitMark Hayterhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05103047365323380133noreply@blogger.comBlogger1125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3115636794048487948.post-14527167877110400622015-07-05T07:56:35.936-07:002015-07-05T07:56:35.936-07:00*tear* Excellent article Moke....as always. We kid...*tear* Excellent article Moke....as always. We kids have some cool memories. It's going to be difficult to figure out what I'm leaving there when I go to the cemetery this month, cause I don't want to part with anything. And I know it was difficult for you to leave that precious little donkey there. <br /><br />You remember that big, blue ceramic flower pot that Mom painted? It was once out there, but I took it home to clean it, and never returned it. When I go this July, I'll fill it with rocks and blue flowers, Ma's favorite color, and place it there. I think Big Al volunteered for August. <br /><br />This was such a sweet idea you had. I think about Mom & Daddy every day and what they taught me and showed me, even when they didn't know they were doing so. After I place what I've brought, I'm going to sit there and remember more, and like you, say a prayer for my brothers and sisters.<br /> <br />Before Ma past, she said that when she was gone, we would drift apart. Yes, we have drifted some, but we'll never drift too far that our love for each other will diminish. We Hayter kids -- Larry, Susan, Dennis, Mark, Jill and our sweet Lynda -- have a bond that will never break. I love my Family. -- Jill -- Jillhttp://gammajill.simplesite.comnoreply@blogger.com