Tulocay Cemetary
Napa
September 30, 2016
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Back in California for a few weeks, we met up with
family at the old Napa Cemetary where some of the
ancestors are buried. The moment was to remember
Uncle Berry, my mom's cousin. All my memories of him
are from decades ago, when I was a young child,
visiting him, an architect, in the Embarcadero in
San Francisco. Now, my office is in the same
neighborhood, and I think of him every time I am
there -- although I probably never saw him the last
30 years of his life.
After the memorial service, Tim, Jerry, Robert and
I walked up the hill and opened the Goodman crypt
to check on its condition -- just a bit of chipped-marble
damage from last year's earthquake. I walked across the
cemetary to the reception hall, managed to lose my glasses
on the walk, and re-traced my steps twice, once with Sue,
to try to find them -- to no avail.
Jerry noticed that a stone urn was missing from the top of
the Sawyer monument. So in addition to signing some papers
that indicated who was responsible for indicating who may or
may not be entombed in the Sawyer plot or Goodman crypt,
we also notified the groundskeeper, who had found the
missing urn before our lunch was over!
After the reception, I was off to SFO to head to the East Coast
for a week of meetings in Connecticut. But first... a stop for
a few days in Orlando...
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