Anyway, Mom and Dad are back from the East Coast with my camera. I'm sure I'll have to listen to the story behind every picture they took to get it back, but that's ok.
I don't remember who I was talking to earlier this week, but I told them that my parents were just on "regular vacation", that no gravestone hunting was involved. Well, I lied. I talked to my mom last night and she told me she found the grave of our oldest known relative in the US... 10 headstones down the row from Paul Revere. Way cool! I'll post a pic as soon as I get one.
I also need to teach mom how to "do that blogging business". I want her to start a blog about our ancestors. I think it would be so cool to have all the pictures and stories she has collected posted for other genealogy (and regular) people to find.