The family went to this fair at a church in Claverack, NY, SSE of Albany. The Wife sees a friend connects with that one time a year. The Daughter played on the swing, but I headed for the adjacent cemetery.
My maternal grandmother Gert and her sister Adenia have np gravestones. Gram died on Super Bowl Sunday 1982, and my aunt Deana a decade and a half earlier. So I decided to ceck out the condition of the memorials.
I noticed right off that many of them have a covering of green substance I believe to be lichen. Some are more prone than others.
The Daughter, finished on the swing, joined me in the cemetery. I started cleaning off the lichen with the back of a plastic fork I happened to have, and she used an old pen to clean out the letters. I wish I had taken a “before” picture, but one could barely see HICKEY, and the names below were not visible. As you can probably tell Continue reading “The Lydster: very grave situation”