Holy Rood Cemetery
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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