Tuesday, November 06, 2007

Funny story, they've lost dad...

So last year when dad's ashes were interned, it had seemed to me that the place where they'd broke ground did not match my memory of the plots that Tammy and I had purchased. It was in the correct general area along the back bank under a tree like I remembered, but on the left edge of a major section boundary whereas I remembered a different tree about 10 columns to the right.

Last week mom got a call that the stone was finally in place, so on Saturday we headed out to the cemetery with neighbours Rosemary and Rosemary in tow. All year long we could never quite find the exact location, since it was on an empty corner and the grass had healed well in the spring. Now with the stone finally in place we figured we'd know exactly where dad is. Wrong. The stone was not to be found. I called the administrator on my cell and with the cemetery being in such a small and friendly town she was on site with the map in about 10 minutes. After consulting the map she then led us to the place I remembered from when Tammy and I had purchased the plots. Oops. And the punchline? The stone wasn't there either!

She apologized profusely and explained that the last bill from the caretaker had included the stone placement charges, so she'd called mom assuming that the work had been done. After promising to call the caretaker to find out what's happened to the stone, I then told her about the mismatch between our plots and the burial location as we recall it. She promises to get to the bottom of that too, and I've e-mailed her my photos from last year to help with the investigation.

Fortunately mom has taken it all in stride and doesn't seem upset by this at all, I was really worried about that when I realized the scope of what happened. Effectively, they've lost dad!


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