Thursday, June 11, 2009

Memorial Day in Idaho Falls Cemetary


By oldest sister was stillborn after a full 9-month pregnancy. Her grave is simply marked "Baby Girl Johnson"
which was the custom at that time. I think Mom is said she never received a name.
The cord got wrapped around her neck and the doctors weren't able to save her.
I am excited to meet her on the other side and am so grateful that families are forever.


My Grandma Johnson's mother's grave in the Fielding Cemetary in Idaho Falls.
How I remember loving her white hair wrapped up on top of her head when we would visit her
at my Great Aunt Hilda's home. My Great Grandpa Erastus Hansen (up above) died before I was born.

This is my Grandpa and Grandma Johnson's headstone also located in the Fielding Cemetary in Idaho Falls.
Grandpa died when I was only 11 years old. But I remember how loving he was and how many times he told me
"I love you more than tongue can tell; if I had you in my mouth, I'd spit you in the well!" Don't ask me what that meant! Holy Cow, when I think about it now, it sounds awful, but he said it with such love that to me it just told
me how special I was to him. He had the kindest face and very twinkly eyes! Grandma lived alone for 36 years and I have great memories of going to stay in her little tiny home some Friday nights. She would put up the hide-a-bed in front of the TV and let me watch it with her. She fixed great tuna sandwiches! I also remember her beautiful african violets sitting on a snack tray in front of the window in the living room.

Dad's gravesite. It is hard to believe it has been 4 1/2 years since Dad passed away.
I miss him so much, especially this time of year for some reason. I guess it is because he
loved to come here for dinner and sit out on the patio for hours and enjoy the yard and
good conversation! Such a great man and so respected and loved by all who met him.
I have always loved telling people I am Hal Johnson's daughter when they would ask.
It seems that everyone knew him.

My younger sister, Jill Johnson Rex Duffin, is also buried in Fielding Cemetary
just to the right of Dad and Mom's grave site. She died October 6, 1991, just 6 months after my sister-in-law, Rebecca (Craig's wife), passed away of leukemia. Jill died as a result of complications from Multiple Schlorosis. Not having had a sister on this earth for a very long time, I am absolutely thrilled at the knowledge that I will have two wonderful sisters to spend an eternity with!

Me at Dad and Mom's gravesite the day before Memorial Day
I am so grateful for my heritage. I want to always honor Dad's respected name.
Baby Girl Johnson's grave marker is right below Dad's where
the yellow mums are sitting.

1 comment:

Lori Wilson said...

What an awesome post Mom. Thanks for preserving those thoughts and memories for posterity. I love and miss Grandpa J so much. He is a wonderful example of all that is good and right. I come from good stock. :)