I have always enjoyed the Memorial Day Holiday, not only because it is extra days off from work, but in my family(like most) it has always been tradition to take flowers to the graves and talk a little about what the people were like. Well, on Sunday evening coming back from a great missionary farewell of one of our dear friends, I was talking to my Mother who was explaining the plans of the rest of my family for the weekend. As we talked we began to discuss our ancestors and my mother announced to me that I had a great great grandmother buried in the Logan cemetery. I was excited when I heard this news because I love going and visiting the graves. Since it was Sunday afternoon, and I had no other flowers than two voluntary tulips in my yard, I cut them and Justin and I were on a hunt to find the headstone of Lillian Pribble. After searching for 45 minutes, Justin stumbled upon it by chance (he assures me he was inspired) and we both celebrated.
I later found out that evening as I was visiting with my Grandma Lasley (Family History Buff) that this Grandma was left by her husband with six children to feed. What a strong women she must have been. I was sincerely touched that Sunday as I took time to reflect on all those who have gone on before to make this world a better place for us today. I hope I can do the same for the future generations to come.
Justin and Ruth Blazzard
