The beautiful spring rain continued for much of today. If the weather app on my phone is to be believed we've received 1.3" of moisture. With the rainy day some cemetery business was in order.
When my Grandpa, Olai Bergh, graduated from the Lutheran Seminary in Red Wing, MN., he was sent to S.D, to found a church. He and Grandma settled south of Volga, S.D., in 1884. He was pastor of that congregation, Bethania Lutheran until he retired. Sometime later the church closed but the cemetery remains and that's where they are buried.
There is a big granite marker by their graves that says, BERGH. That stone has acquired about a 30 degree list. In conversation with a number of my cousins, all grandchildren of Grandpa and Grandma, we agreed that it would be good to get it set straight again. Given today's inclement weather I went to the monument company in Brookings, where I ordered the marker for Joanne's grave. In conversation with the owner of the monument company she remarked that her great-grandmother, Hillestad, is buried in that cemetery. She called up a picture of her great-grandmother's grave marker. It showed that she died in 1910, which was while Grandpa was pastor there. So, almost certainly, Grandpa conducted her funeral. That's today's small world experience.
Have I written about Nomadland: Surviving America in the Twenty-First Century, Jessica Bruder? Not being a movie person I don't know anything about the movie version but the book was very good. Reading it certainly reinforces my decision not to buy from Amazon, at least until it's unionized.
Takk for alt,
Al
The grave stone to be straightened.
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