It was a tradition to go to the cemetery to decorate graves in our family. Cousins and friends gathered at the same time so it was almost a reunion to think of our dear departed and have a gossip session.
Grandma took us to the Almo Cemetery every year and while she was gabbing, my brother and I being just kids were chasing lizards. The Almo Cemetery has no grass, just rocks, dirt, stones and weeds. The weeds were cleared and real flowers decorated the graves.
I live so far away from either of the cemeteries where my grandmothers are buried so I don’t decorate their resting places. I do however cut fresh flowers from my garden and take them to one of my sons and my mother. I think that one of problems of today’s generations is that they don’t live near where their dearly departed are buried and so Memorial Day is celebrated as just another holiday to take a trip and have fun.
|William Wells Meguire|
Plain City Cemetery is where a majority of my pioneers are buried.
William W. Meguire is buried there. One year the Daughter’s of the Utah Pioneers had special plaques that we purchased to place on our pioneer tombstones. I placed at least seven and one was William Meguire. My cousin has a little bucket which was carried from Pennsylvania to Utah on the Meguire wagon.
This little cabin is still standing in Plain City and has been turned into a DUP Museum. It originally belonged to John Carver whom was related to me through two of his wives.
The tiny DUP metal plaque on my 3rd great grandfather’s tombstone was a special tribute to him. No one else had visited his tombstone and left flowers for years but I did for at least 3 years.