When I was visiting his grave as usual on Sunday I got the idea of when it first snows enough that I want to make a little snowman at his grave.

We bought a 3 ft Christmas tree to put out there, haven't put it up yet.



Long as I remember The rain been coming down.
Clouds of Mystery pouring Confusion on the ground.
Good men through the ages, Trying to find the sun;
And I wonder, Still I wonder, Who'll stop the rain.