Grampy was a WWII vet. Although he is not in a military cemetery, the place he is buried recently changes hands - so I had to be pretty low key. I think I did OK though - and I expect that unless there is a funeral near his grave tomorrow the little Empty Chair should go un-molested by the staff.
Since they’ve changed hands the staff HAS to go around every other day to remove everything on every grave, including SILK flowers. Flags aren’t allowed except for two times yearly. It’s disturbing. As hell.