Our mission today was to travel to Cheswick, PA to find Deer Creek Cemetery and the graves of our Grandfather George and Uncle Felix. We had breakfast at the hotel and set off with an overcast sky. The scenery was beautiful, so green and so different from the Los Angeles area! We found the very old cemetery and set out looking for the graves. Gary had looked up the information, and we knew which sections they were in, or so we thought. We all got a lot of steps in as we went back and forth, row after row looking at gravestones.
I personally find old cemeteries very interesting and can wander for hours looking at the headstones and wondering who these people were, what their lives were like, etc. A lot of the people buried here were born in the mid- to late 1800s.
Kyle and Clark found George Despot’s headstone (1888-1941), and we gathered around. He died of black lung from working in the coal mines. It was emotional for Gary and I, remembering our mother had told us and knowing that she had been here when he was buried.
It started lightly raining as we looked for Felix’s grave. Back and forth, up and down we went in the grass. We couldn’t find the grave, but our shoes sure got wet! We finally went to the office, and the groundskeeper looked it up right away, so we followed him in his vehicle to the correct section. We found Felix’s headstone (1916-1947), who died of a burst appendix, and that of this daughter Judith. We thought of the stories our mother had told us of her big brother.
Our mother had a younger brother who also came to America; his name was Albert, or Uncle Al as we all called him. He joined the Navy and ended up settling in San Pedro, CA to work as a fisherman. After our mother’s dad and brother Felix passed away, she moved out to Long Beach, CA to be near her brother Al. Our next stop was in memory of him. We climbed into the van and headed to Oakmont Country Club where Uncle Al had worked as a caddie when he was a kid. Gary fondly remembers Uncle Al telling stories of working at Oakmont. A little history for those who don’t follow golf: the course at Oakmont Country Club, designed in 1903, is one of the most difficult in North America. It has hosted more combined USGA and PGA championships than any other course in the United States. We arrived at the guard shack and explained that we just wanted to go to the pro shop and pick up a few souvenirs because Uncle Al had worked here many, many years ago. The gentleman gave us the once over (being sure we were properly dressed because golf courses can have dress codes) and said we could go in. What we could see of the golf course was absolutely beautiful as well as the buildings. We picked up some gifts to take back home and set off.