Grandad’s Grave
On Boxing Day 2007, Dad and I went on a road trip out to Roma to visit Grandad Jack’s grave. It had been 3 years since he died and I hadn’t been out to his grave yet. I’d gone to the funeral in Yandina obviously – provided the eulogy – but they had a second ceremony and buried Grandad out in Roma next to his brothers.
It was a great trip really. I hadn’t been out to that part of the world in a long time. It also meant a lot to my Dad to get to visit the grave. He had some time to reflect.
I hadn’t been to the cemetery to see the grave’s of my Grandfather’s brothers either. James – who died young – and Alex, who I spent a lot of time with as a kid. We found their graves too.
It was a suitably grey and rainy day when we visited the cemetery too.
You can see some pictures here.
Grandad
