Tom's mother's people are buried in the old Tacoma Cemetery. We have visited here before, and have located some grandparents and great grandparents, but had failed to locate Tom's Anderson grandparents, people who were very significant in the young lives of Tom and his sister and brother.
We knew where they were supposed to be buried, and we had a map. We knew that Tom's mother, the only surviving child at the time of their deaths, did not care to deal with death and did not have a headstone placed. We thought we had ordered one placed about 20 years ago.
Since the cemetery office was open, we asked for help, and after looking again ourselves, we had the cemetery superintendent come out with us. We found the grave site, but, alas, there was no marker.
I felt sad to think that in all these years there had been no one to visit these graves and no way to acknowledge them.
Maybe it doesn't matter anymore. I'm not sure. We will try to check with the monument company that now operates the company where we recall ordering a headstone and see if we can find any paper trail. At any rate, Grandma Mary and Grandpa Bill Anderson were remembered today.
With a bit of searching we found step-Great Grandpa Swanie's grave.
We found Swanie's wife, Great Grandma Margaret Swanson.
And lastly we rather easily found Great Grandfather Emil Anderson. We never did find Volberg Anderson Smith, Emil's divorced wife, who was buried with her second family. We know she's there, and we gave her close to a half hour of looking, but finally had to give up. Sorry, Granny.
This was our only cemetery stop this year, but just one of the places we visited in what turned out to be a very full day on Sunday.
There will be more to come.