Before I tell you how wonderful this trip has been, let me say I hope all the mothers out there had a wonderful Mother’s Day and that their kids were all good and well behaved. Or moved out. Same thing.
I have not had internet connection until today. I’ve been in the hills of KY at Auntie Narmie’s house. Even if her neighbors did have internet, the fact that the nearest one is about a quarter mile away, makes it pointless to speculate whether they would have wireless I could
But today, we went on a little road trip. We have landed in Olive Hill, KY, where my grandparents and stepdad are buried in small family cemeteries. It is tradition, in these parts, to place flowers on the graves for Memorial Day. Here, Memorial Day is a time to remember all loved ones gone, not just those who died in service to our country.
Last year was my first trip up to decorate the graves. I must admit, I do feel a familial pull when I come up here, even though I was raised very far from here. It is comforting for me to share this tradition with Wow and her sister. I hope one of my children will someday feel the same thing, when they bring me up because my iron butt has rusted.
So on the trip up here, let me remind you that I was traveling with two sisters. Just because they are mature in age does not for one second mean they are mature in any other respect. Those two crack me up. They are constantly
arguing comparing notes on any variety of topics. As they get heated about it, one will say to the other, “We’re just going to have to Google that”. Do you see where this might be going?
Yes, that’s right. For the last half hour or so, I have been googling for them. Here is what I have found out:
Snakes do come out at night.
I am the only one of us to have seen a whippoorwill.
Henry Winkler is not gay.
My Mother’s Day has been beyond perfect. I look forward to many more of these trips with them. Between the two of them, I’m sure there will be plenty more to google.