I have only one more after this one. I need to get walking again. There are only 14 photos this time around, due to misbehaving batteries in my camera. As always, the bulk of the photos will be after the break, but here's something anomalous:
We hit two cemeteries this walk, but most of the photos are from the first one (again, damned batteries). I was trying again to find the relatives of mine whom I know are buried somewhere near there, so we went to St John's Lutheran Cemetery and then Hermann Sons Cemetery.
(seriously, what is it with nerds and that language?), while Auf Wiedersehen is typically translated merely as goodbye, it can also be held to mean "until we meet again", or "until the next time we see one another". Either way, a poignant sentiment for a gravestone.
Yet again, I did not find my great-grandparents, but I did find this:
I know I should do a grave search, but there are at least three Frederick William Geisslers buried somewhere in this city. Their habit of naming their children after themselves makes things a wee bit more complicated. Oh well, could be worse. One of my paternal aunts married a man named Malford Swett. I am not making that up. I think it was Aunt Geneva.