Originally Posted by
Ray1936
Gaz, a dozen years back, I drove to Kansas to find the grave of my great grandfather's brother and family. Got to the cemetery; no one around, and it was huge. Drove and walked around for an hour with no luck. A full bladder shouted distress, so I drove to a far end of the place to do what I had to do. Opened the car door to get out and it 'thunked' against a marker. Looked at it.....and damn, it was Thomas Downing, the great uncle I was looking for. Million to one shot. You never know.