Uncle Johnny’s Grave (Part Three)

I knew that it would be very difficult to locate my Uncle Johnny’s Grave. Especially when you consider all I had to begin a search was his Veteran’s burial flag. But after that dream I had about my mother and her very vivid conversation with me about Uncle Johnny,I had a feeling that divine help was with me and it would only be a matter of time before something happened that would lead me to Uncle Johnny’s Grave. Little did I know that I wouldn’t have to wait too long for that divine intervention!

 

We happened to be getting ready to move a few weeks after I had the dream,and anyone who has moved knows the hassle of gathering all your “stuff” into boxes and going through your current place of residence to make sure you get everything packed and secured for the moving trucks. Our move

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Uncle Johnny’s Grave (Part One)

I hardly knew my Uncle Johnny,but I loved him dearly.

 

When I was a little kid I remember the day my Uncle Johnny moved away from New Jersey. When I asked my parents why that had happened I remember my mother telling me that Uncle Red (that was his nickname) wasn’t coming back to New Jersey for a very long time and I shouldn’t be sad he had left. She told me that I should just remember the good times I had with him and those happy moments where he would pick me up,put me on his shoulders and run around the house or the yard and act like a wild horse or a raging bull.  She told me to always think about the times that he would make me laugh so hard that I couldn’t catch my breath and also all the presents he would give

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