Kat, Speaking of graves and stones.. When my Mom died in 1942 we were too poor to buy her a stone and she was buried in the paupers part of the cemetery down over a bank away from the other gravesites ..all of her kids chipped in later and erected a stone which reads from the Bible: Her children rise up and call her blessed. . When we go back to visit her grave now, I believe it is the most beautiful spot in all that large cemetery,,it is under some huge trees and it seems so peaceful down there, away from everyone else.......... Ole Paul keep the mail comin' to Ole Paul