I got nothing better to do. It must of been a tear jerker finding your Grandads spot...
.On one of our trips to Ireland we had Mary's oldest niece take us up Dublin way. I had heard that Phil Lynott of Thin Lizzy was buried there. At the time cell phones were not around, so no GPS etc. Well she started getting pissed after our 3 or 4th cemetery, hunting between all the stones. Finally found it getting close to the end of the day (daylight would go till 10 PM)......She asked me to never ask her a favor again.....she was joking of course.... I think so.....well I hope so.
