I visited friends in Germany in 1999. We were there the last part of June, through the middle of July. One afternoon Waltraut, pronounced Valtrout, for those who do not know, said, " I have to go water mother." I thought that was a strange statement, but she ask if we wanted to go along. Always wanting to experience new things, we said yes! She took us to a beautiful little cemetery in Welmershirchen, her home town, and her mother's grave. I was so impressed with the cemetery. a small church on one side with a steep slate roof,(fairy tale looking) and the plantings in the grave lots, with attention given to every detail. A line of large slick bark trees down the middle, and many evergreens planted. Most of the stones were different than you see here. Some were slanted back a few degrees, which made them eaiser to read. And again much attention to detail on the stones. Waltraut, said the cemetery was at least 200 years old, and maybe older. No doubt the prettiest cemetery I will ever see. Some experience! Ralph Vest