Just another graveyard story. My daughter is buried in a little country cemetary in Florida. She has been there almost 50 years....Only a small white simple stone marked her grave. About a month before christmas my daughter, (her sister) and her husband asked I meet them at Jan's grave one after noon. They had replaced the small stone with a beautiful pink marble flat stone with two clasped hands with the inscription, " A child in the hand of God"...The small marker is in my daughter's garden to remind her of her sister...Visiting cemetaries is one of my favorite pastimes...I have lots of friends and relatives in Fulton/Arkansas cemetaries....Volamae in Florida