Simba's Mom
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- Joined
- Aug 26, 1999
Our son is buried in a cemetery about 2500 miles from where we live now, so I only visit once or twice a year when I go back to visit family. At the time of his death, we lived in Central Massachusetts, so that's where he is. Kind of hard to get there from Texas, but if I lived closer, I'd probably visit more, even though it's been over 30 years. My father was cremated and has no burial place-I kind of wish he did. We're close to Mexico now, and here they celebrate "The Day of the Dead", November 1, where they honor deceased family and friends and usually visit the cemeteries.