Graveyards and Gaelic Football

Irish graveyards are a lot different than US graveyards. It's not just a "Stick 'em in the ground and throw flowers on it every year" thing (though I find that weird anyway because I know the decomposition process and it's gross to think of it). Each grave has it's own gigantic square of gravel and they're kept pretty clean. There aren't any small ones that can't be seen because grass is covering it, and the inscriptions are different.

It's the same church we went to a mass at for a funeral a week later - the amount of flowers covering the graves was amazing.

And it was kind of funny to trail my grandma around the cemetery; she makes a lot of comments. We got to her mother's and father's grave and she stopped and said, "There's only one person in there that's happy."

We went to a different part of the cemetery where you could look off at the town and gram said, "Where did all the people come from?" And Annie thought she meant the people in the graveyard... So she walks over and says, "Well, Grandma, when a boy loves a girl..."

I do love my family.

This is a grave from the 1800's - I can't quite remember the exact date.
This is just a vicious child.

I also have some videos of a Gaelic football game but it might take a bit to get them up as Annie's computer is touchy!