tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7218985326921858943.post7322559134011934612..comments2024-01-24T01:27:11.111-05:00Comments on Café Muscato: Decoration DayMuscatohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04657061324487851341noreply@blogger.comBlogger2125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7218985326921858943.post-27681952173153243112012-05-29T18:39:22.784-04:002012-05-29T18:39:22.784-04:00On May fifth of last year I inurned my grandparent...On May fifth of last year I inurned my grandparents (de facto parents to brother Plumcake and self, they died a week apart the previous Christmas) at Arlington National Cemetery and was still in Arlington a few weeks later for Memorial Day.<br /><br />This year I'm far away, and although two of their children live nearby, I wonder if either of them thought to decorate their graves. <br /><br />I'm not sure what about being an expat makes it more difficult (and I still remember May 5 primarily as Coco Chanel's birthday, which is possibly telling) but it is, and thank you for writing so tenderly about it.Miss Plumcakehttp://www.manolobig.comnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7218985326921858943.post-18838655656922685732012-05-29T03:42:22.577-04:002012-05-29T03:42:22.577-04:00Yours and Cookies experiences here are so poignant...Yours and Cookies experiences here are so poignantly different than mine. My family is scattered untidily all over the South; I'm sure no one knows where everybody is.mrpeeneehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05206554819014030083noreply@blogger.com