On Saturday we all drove down to Pima for the placing of dad's headstone on his grave. It was placed on a rock that he had brought back from a copper mine where he worked at some point. He passed on April 2, 2005, so it has been nearly 4 years. It was a beautiful day and a very good time of closure, where I think everyone felt his presence there. His brother, Uncle Bill, said that he knew he was. Wow! Incredible! I was filled with emotion as we all said things we thought of our growing up years. It was fun for the little ones to hear how much we were like them growing up! Jasmine asked to hear stories on the 3 hour ride home. We had a picnic and celebrated March and April birthdays at the park in Pima. It was such a wonderful time! :)