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The old cemetery in Waynesboro, Va.
Noah Adams: “I’d be comforted if my mother
and stepfather could be close to their rivers, their hills.”
Both photos above by Neenah Ellis |
I live in maryland with boxes of beloved ashes. Some wood, some cardboard; they hold the remains of friends, pets and parents. Their presence here seems to be temporary and perhaps in time my wife Neenah and I will find a more suitable spot for each.
We can’t figure out what to do about my mother and stepfather. She’s from eastern Kentucky and he was raised in the Virginia Blue Ridge. They were together for 37 years and remain so on a closet shelf.
My stepfather always told us: “We’ll just be cremated and there’s no reason to have a service or bury us.” He wrote it in their wills, didn’t want anyone to bother. But I realize I’m longing for the strength and certainty of place – I’d be comforted if they could be close to their rivers, their hills.
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