Drive-Ins, Diners and Dives (and Hogs and Old Cemeteries)

After a morning of transplanting daffodils, I was glad when Family Friend suggested we go on a short road trip.  Due to the weather and conflicting work schedules, we hadn’t been able to get out and raise cain for months.

We stopped at Historic Marcy Diner, for our very first visit.  We had a difficult time making our selections, but finally decided on a Rueben and fries for F.F. and cheeseburger deluxe and fries for me.  F.F. plans to submit HMD to Drive-Ins, Diners and Dives.

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On to Slate Run, just up the road.

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On the way home, we stopped at Old Betzer Cemetery where many of my ancestors are buried.  German was the language of the settlers when this cemetery was established, and we were lucky enough to find one stone so enscribed.

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I am convinced that I am the reincarnation of little Caroline, and no one could ever pursuade me to believe otherwise.   Our birth names are similar, but the stone is what has always drawn me.  Please notice the daffodils on the side.  I planted them (this time around, of course).

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“F.F., every old graveyard has at least one stone with a buzzard on top.  Do you know why?”

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F.F. was very polite in explaining that it is not a buzzard or eagle or other bird, but an urn with a cover.

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