It seems that many of us begin looking for our roots at some stage of life. After the kids are grown and we're at the end of our professional career seems to be a time when we can change gears and focus on other aspects of our lives that we didn't have time for earlier.
I took this photo of my grandmother's grave when I was on my recent 'Shakedown Cruise" to New Jersey and my hometown, Clifton, New Jersey. Yes! That is "the Hat" on her marker. It was my way of reaching out to her. I guess I should also make note of the fact that I had never seen my grandmother's grave before. She was simply a name to me. Obviously, since she died 13 years before I was born, I never met her. Unfortunately, my son never met his grandfather either, my grandmother's son and my father, because he died 11 years before my son was born. I have also never met my grandfather and have no idea where to find him or anything about him.