Holy Rood Cemetery

February 22, 2018  •  Leave a Comment


Rounding out my bucketlist of visiting my grandparents cemetery plots is Holy Rood. I definitely saved the best for last. The is a Catholic cemetery and is where my maternal grandparents are buried. This is also where I shed some tears. At the time of my grandmothers death she was the only family member I was really talking to. She had become my best friend. I wish she could have met my children. She loved my Merlin, my first kitty, so very much. I like to think he is curled up in her lap somewhere in the great beyond.

My grandparents both immigrated from Germany. They were young, my grandmother was only 17. They did not come over together. They met in New York City at a German dance hall. The very first dance they had my grandfather told my grandmother he was going to marry her. She said you are nuts! Then the next time she went he was dancing with another woman and the little green eyed monster came out. The rest is history! I truly believed she died of a broken heart only one year after my grandpa.

The cemetery is beautiful.

Of all 3 cemeteries I visited on Long Island, this one was the easiest to find the actual graves. This is a very beautiful place, fitting for devoutly Catholic grandparents.

 


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