Hard to finish that title. Tending to Malcolm’s grave this Saturday … we raised the headstone with a crowbar and put some pebbles underneath to bring it up and straighten it. We put some more soil all around, too. New Orleans is prone to sinkage … everywhere.
It is just sad when the only act of love left to us is the tending of a grave. But, as my husband said, Malcolm would have been the first to thank us for the effort and would have worried that we could hurt ourselves in the process.
Don’t worry Malc, not even a pulled muscle between us.