Somewhere in Texas is a gravestone with your name on it

This last weekend, we flew down to El Paso to go to my grandmother's memorial service.

It was a beautiful ceremony, and I am always happy to catch up with my extended family (even if under less-than-ideal circumstances.)

One afternoon, we took a drive to El Paso's "old" cemetery.

There lies the family plot of my great-grandfather on my mother's side.