Traveling

On the way east to Philadelphia for my college reunion we stopped in Bob's hometown to put flowers on the graves. It's kind of sad when you go "home" and the only people to visit are in the cemeteries. Still, we paid our respects and shared some special memories with each other. Five days later, on the way west, we stopped in my hometown, took flowers to the cemetary there, and drove past the house where I lived until I went away to college. More memories.