I like to get errands out of the way early in the day. They can be a chore but they do get me off the property and out of my normal activities. This morning first on my list was to find Elmer & Velma Nelson's gravesite. They lived on a neighboring farm when I was growing up but had moved away when they retired. Back then, if my parents left for a few days, the Nelson's son Larry would take over milking duties. I remember carrying milk pails for him and talking his ear off w/ astronomical details from Star Trek. Brother Phil was curious where they were buried. He'd thought it would be in the graveyard of a church some miles distant that the Nelson's attended. He'd looked but never found the gravesite there. When he happened to meet people that had a registry of graves in the area, he'd asked if maybe they had come across the names. Surprisingly they did find them and they are buried in our village cemetery. They even sent him a picture from their files of the gravestone. I bopped over to the Village Hall and asked which part of the cemetery the Nelson gravesite would be located. They looked through their index of 4x6 cards and could verify that Elmer & Velma had bought plots in the cemetery and what addition it was in. However w/o getting out the plot plan for the cemetery, they were fuzzy on where to find the graves. I went to the cemetery and the general area they had indicated. Phil had sent the picture of the gravestone on to me so I knew basically what I was looking for. A little walking around (during which I came across the gravestone of other neighbors I knew when I was younger) and I found it. When Phil arrives next week he can decide if he wants me to tell him where to find the gravestone -or- as I did, go searching on his own. Maybe a compromise where I tell him if he's hot/cold?
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