Seeing Where My Mom Grew Up

Grandpa Claud & Grandma Alice

Today, Mom, Dad, and I drove down to North Vernon where Mom grew up. First, we visited Mom's parents' grave site at St. Mary's as well as her cousin's.

St. Mary's School

On our way to visit my great-grandparents' grave, we drove by Mom's old school and church.

Where my great-grandparents are buried

Then, we stopped at her old house. Her father built it over 70 years ago, and he and my grandmother raised 5 children in it! It would have been neat to go inside, but other people live there now. It's nothing like my great-grandparents' old house in North Dakota we visited last summer. This house doesn't look as old as it is-- from the outside at least.

I had been to North Vernon with my parents before, but it's still worth going back and seeing everything again. I've been told stories about my Mom's family and her childhood, and I love seeing where they took place.

Visiting my grandparents' burial site is kind of nostalgic, however. They passed away before I was born, but being that close to them and seeing where they raised my mom makes me feel like I know them.