Father's Day

Up, Down.

"Ten thousand men on a hill, some of ’m goin’ down, some of ’m gonna get killed."



Alton Lee Wilson 1902-1981, Elizabeth Annetta Morley 1908-1992, I remembered his birth year as 1901 complete with a remark of his that being born in this year made it easy to figgure out how old you were - but I was wrong, and I remembered five years between them not six ... oh well

I didn't remember that there was already a stone at the grave so as I was coming along looking for it I was thinking to have one made and the epitaph I came up with was this: Alton Lee Wilson 1902-1981, loved Elizabeth Annetta Morley 1908-1992, and she loved him.

there are leaves and seed pods all over the place from every kind of tree, but the one beside the grave is definitely an oak, a red oak from the look of the rounded points on the leaves though some of the ones on the ground had pointy leaves

when we went to Hodgson, I remember them sending us into the cemetery to make leaf collections, or maybe we went in a group (?) but that is the place where I learned to distinguish red from white oaks I believe, or maybe dad told me on one of our walks on the belt-line (a railway spur that runs along north of the cemetery), who can say?

and the conclusion of The Lone Pilgrim came to mind, as it would, "the same hand that led me through scenes most severe has kindly assisted me home," though dad would never have thought of it that way I don't think, in his later years at least he was atheist, again, as I remember, so who can say?