|Steve two months old|
So Memorial Day weekend when we decorate graves here for relatives who have passed on and we pause to remember, it stirs deeper. His birthday was not often over Memorial Day weekend as it is this year. We remember and always will and wonder. We remember those long Memorial weekend camping trips to Stumpy Meadows in Georgetown, California with many friends to the group campsite that we reserved annually. Many of those friends have also ended their earthly journey.
|1966, Jinx, Baba, Mom|
Day, along with flowers to the graves and observance of military taps played at the cemetery, why remains the unanswered question. No answer it just is and so it will be for us to remember always.
I found this mournful yet fitting verse online, no author was cited......I know we did our best and as a friend said, Steve was a happy little boy.
|Steve 1974 Van Damme State Park|
I will lend you, for a little time,
For you to love there while he lives,
And mourn for when he's dead.
It may be six or seven years,
Or twenty-two or three.
But will you, till I call him back,
Take care of him for Me?
He'll bring charms to gladden you,
And should his stay be brief.
You'll have his lovely memories,
As solace for your grief.
I cannot promise he will stay,
Since all from earth return.
But there are lessons taught down there,