Yesterday we went on our annual cemetery visits where we made it to six of them. Because of their closeness (within 50 miles) they happened to have been resting places of my Scandinavian forebears. Because Mary goes to great lengths to research and document many of the lines, I’ve gained a better understanding of these relationships. The picture I’ve included is that of my great-great-grandparents’ marker in the little cemetery at the West Prairie Church on Hiway 46. Whether or not my grandkids or their own descendants will ever care about the history being recorded is unknown, but it will be there for that one with the curiosity to open the pages and carry it forward. The fact that this picture shows my grandkids one of their sets of great-great-great-great grandparents indicates to me how fast the generations pass by.
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