What I failed to tell everyone is, after I had Ben's tombstone fixed. I carried it around in the trunk of my car for three weeks. My Buick looked like one of those drop down , back end Mercurys from the '50's. I can pop the trunk open as I am walking to the car. One day when I was coming out of the grocery store, Not thinking about the tombstone, I opened the trunk and some people were walking behind my car. When they saw what was in the trunk, they ran. I heard them saying " there's a haunted car in the parking lot !" I still laugh today, just thinking about the looks on thier faces. It was an accident, but I couldn't have planned it better. That's another reason why I call it Ben's traveling tombstone. It has been to places in Pensacola that Ben hasn't. Doris