Yesterday R and I went to the Memorial Park for the first time since last year, when we were there for the funeral. I wanted to be sure that the stone I ordered from VA for my parents had arrived, as I was notified it did, back in February or so.
I never would have found the site myself, so I was very happy to have R there. We put two pebbles each on the stone, which was a lovely marker by the way, in a light gray granite, with both their names on it. We said kaddish, and then Richard played a tune on his harmonica. I asked him to do that again on Saturday, when we will be there with the assembled group again for the unveiling. I am not sure how to veil the stone, what kind of covering to use, or where I will get it. But I am glad I went.