Visiting Grandma's grave with Grandpa

Last winter when we brought my Dad to Utah from Colorado to live after my Mother's death I promised him if he was able, I would bring him back in the summertime to visit Mother's grave. I wasn't sure how he would do but I wanted to keep my promise if at all possible even though his dementia impeded his memory. The trip was a great success. He enjoyed it thoroughly. All of my siblings were able to meet us there. It was great.

Purple was my mother's favorite color. She also loved red.