While in Utah we placed flowers on the graves of our parents.
The Utah grandsons went with us. Raymond was pretty impressed to see his great great grandfather's grave.
He discovered that he was not the first Raymond on his mother's side of the family. He also has a grandpa Raymond on his father's side.
I love the bouquets in Utah that come from personal gardens. There are always lilacs and irises for Memorial Day.
Henry was a bit upset about there not being a grave stone with his name on it. Raymond quickly chimed in, "I find you one." And he did.
On our way to the Draper cemetery, we had showed them the family homes on Relation Street and the saltbox house that belonged to the Danish blacksmith, Lauritz Smith, who was one of the first residents and founders of Draper.
This marker is surrounded by Smiths.
Raymond, ever the student of the 1st and 2nd World Wars, found this marker which he found pretty impressive.
Sometimes it is sobering when you recognize that you are here on this earth because your grandparent lived and not died on the fields of France.
Then we went to visit Glen's parents grave site at Larkin Cemetery in Sandy.
The boys were impressed with this beautiful spot.
It was a great day to share with the boys stories about their ancestors.
We also discussed the generations and how life ebbs and flows.