My grandpa is gone. He passed away the day before I turned 30. We said goodbye to him formally Dec. 7, 2011 at Arlington National Cemetary. It is the end of an era. I feel so lucky that I knew him and loved him. He always liked us...he'd say, "You kids are neat." "Your just marrrvelous." He had a way with words. I visited my grandparents in DC last summer. Grandpa was ill, but he was still himself. I feel really lucky for this time.
It feels a little odd to take pictures at a memorial. I taught the day before, took a red eye, and then a cab straight to Arlington National Cemetary the next morning. I wanted to be present in spirit and not too carried away picture takings. But also, grief (and travel) can be numbing. I appreciate having pictures to reflect on later.
Arlington National Cemetery is a very moving place. Grandpa gave a lot of us life to the US Navy, as the captain of a submarine. He was an optics major in college. He was an amazing photographer! I have so many wonderful pictures to look at from his 89 years on this planet.
Though it was extremely soggy out, it was unseasonably warm. The cherry blossoms were confused.
A Nest. Blossoms blooming. Life. Death. Seasons.
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I was sad to miss this and appreciate the photos. Thanks for taking them.
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