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eretriaSo, it is done. It's final.
Only through the help of the utterly kindmirabile did I learn that Auburn is now laid to rest at Sunset Hill Cemetery in Corning, CA. If you, like me, feel the need to send flowers to the cemetery, do get in touch with me. Maybe they can plant a rose for her, or several. She did love roses.
I don't know the background, but the family (cousins only) seems to not have lifted one finger. If
mirabile had not made many, many calls, we would not even have known where and when she was laid to rest.
She has been cremated and laid to rest anonymously. No service. No one around. It is such a nightmare and I ... am beyond livid and wonder how the family can live with themselves. Then again, I don't know the family's reasoning, or if maybe that was her wish. I don't think it was.
I still don't know what happened exactly. The family is not getting in touch with me. I don't know who has Peggy or what will happen to her digital legacy now. We did have a fannish next of kin agreement, so I can at least honour her last wish and make sure her stories remain accessible. The rest ... I don't know.
I'm still ... It's still not real. I have the death certificate sitting here, and I still expect to find an e-mail from her whenever I open my inbox in the morning. At the same time, I dread the day when I find something in the mail that might be her last words to me.
Only through the help of the utterly kind
mirabile did I learn that Auburn is now laid to rest at Sunset Hill Cemetery in Corning, CA. If you, like me, feel the need to send flowers to the cemetery, do get in touch with me. Maybe they can plant a rose for her, or several. She did love roses.I don't know the background, but the family (cousins only) seems to not have lifted one finger. If
mirabile had not made many, many calls, we would not even have known where and when she was laid to rest.She has been cremated and laid to rest anonymously. No service. No one around. It is such a nightmare and I ... am beyond livid and wonder how the family can live with themselves. Then again, I don't know the family's reasoning, or if maybe that was her wish. I don't think it was.
I still don't know what happened exactly. The family is not getting in touch with me. I don't know who has Peggy or what will happen to her digital legacy now. We did have a fannish next of kin agreement, so I can at least honour her last wish and make sure her stories remain accessible. The rest ... I don't know.
I'm still ... It's still not real. I have the death certificate sitting here, and I still expect to find an e-mail from her whenever I open my inbox in the morning. At the same time, I dread the day when I find something in the mail that might be her last words to me.
