My Mom recently came home to Chicago for a short visit. We had to take a road trip to Ohio for a family funeral, so she flew here and we drove to Ohio. While in town for such a short visit, we went to Rosehill Cemetery to visit her father and other relatives. When my Grandfather passed in 2000, Mom purchased her plot. She had it set that she would be buried at the feet of her parents. There was some screw up at the cemetery and the sold her plot to another family. They compensated this mistake by giving her a marker, which has been placed on her plot since. The photo to the right is of Mom, at her plot, with her headstone. They do not make things funnier then this. I tried getting her to lie down on her plot and cross her arms like she was dead, though we all got a good laugh out of the idea. She told me I was morbid, I had to settle for this photo. She would kill me if she saw that I put this out there, but home many times do we go to the cemetery and cry over the deaths of our loved ones? We had a good laugh here, and I will remember this for a long time.
