I mentioned awhile ago that we went to my grandfather's military funeral in San Diego. I did not know him well and my mom mostly only knew him in her adult life, through my parents' continual efforts to reach out to him.
He was a World War II veteran and was buried at the beautiful
Rosecrans National Cemetery. It is a stunning and reverent place and the service was very nice. My dad gave the eulogy. He spoke about forgiveness and it was perfect.
After the funeral, my parents and siblings and all the cousins went to the
Mormon Battalion Historic Site in Old Town San Diego.
The kids really enjoyed panning for gold. They were pretty sure the nuggets they found were worth some serious money.
The 2 years olds were only interested in soaking themselves.
It was a very quick trip, but some good memories were made.
