February of 2010, I lost my grandfather Roger Plail. He was a complex man who taught me much and I loved him. On Saturday my mom and I drove through upstate New York to spread his cremated remains. We stopped at a Wayland cemetery afterwards and I found a gravestone with my name on it. I have to admit it was similar to what I would expect if I saw my name in lights.
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