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Sunday, January 11, 2004
We buried my grandmother Thursday at West End Cemetary. A very small ceremony with just immediate family - my parents, my brother's family, and myself as well one friend of my brother's who played a couple of hymns and spoke a few words over her grave. The hardest part was for my father. It was his mother and only relative we were burying. Despite the surrounding area being rough and downtrodden, the cemetary park was very well kept and beautiful. Forty years ago it was the one of the most desirable memorial parks in Atlanta. There is an older section that has marble markers and a few stone sculptures and beautiful ancient oak trees mixed with the magnolias. Jessie and Rufus Hardy are in their final resting place side by side now.
I moved to High Point, NC from Atlanta, Georgia in November 2014. I work as a graphic designer, photographer, and prepress tech.
Likes: good coffee, sushi, music, art, Halloween, etc.
Dislikes: racism, sexism, fundamentalism, mayonaise
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