30 for 30 - #6: Fix my cemetery.

I wish I had the pictures of my cemetery with me in San Antonio but I don't. Maybe I'll find them and post them when I get home.

Here's the explanation. We have some relatives in the Uintah Cemetery, which dates back to 1855. The Firth Family Plot is a landmark in the cemetery. The perimeter of the family plot is bordered with a knee-high wrought-iron fence. My parents must have made me go there with them for a Memorial Day at some point. But I loved going there, not on Memorial Day, to sit in the quiet and think and stare and listen.

There is an empty spot in there, so I signed up with the sexton so he would know it was my spot. The trouble is now the lovely fence is damaged and since my name is the name he has, I'm the one who needs to fix it.

Unfortunately I have no idea how to fix 100+ year old wrought-iron, but I drilled, and dug, and kicked it to bits until I got the broken piece to a guy at work who does know how. But he is not on the same time table as me.....so for now this one is in progress, i've sweat over it, and toiled, and now I'm waiting....I'll let you know.

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