Driving to St. Michael's, to the cemetery where my father would be buried with his older brother, Edward, we were able to visit some of the places my father had been while growing up here. It was a really great experience.
This is the Episcopal Church where my father was baptised as an infant. (He was later converted and joined the LDS church in his thirty's. )
There was something so captivating about Maryland in the wintertime. For such a very sad day, it was refreshing to see such beauty around me.
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| Oyster shells |
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| Waterman's Wharf |
This is the "Rollyston" house, the house my dad grew up in. It's a little bit of a drive from off the road, but so beautiful. This is the end of that trail, just before the house.
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| Rollyston |
I have definitely enjoyed the million's of trees here in Maryland.
It was great, and very real to see where my Dad grew up. I am grateful for the opportunity.
