It turned out to be a much harder job than I thought it would be and it took me two days working the full day to get it where I stopped.
The funny thing is that I showed up just at dark, and parked the van on the outside of the cemetery. I had planned on going inside and parking the van on the road behind the trees, but they had trimmed them so they no longer hid you from people driving by.
By the second night, I no longer cared about what people thought and I just left the van where it had been all day long, right next to Dad's grave. I figured by the time I was done that it would take cleaning an hour every month for a few months. But mom just hired it done instead.
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