Arras Memorial

After Amsterdam, we headed to the town of Arras in northern France. Arras is the place where my great grandfather Edward Rowden, or as it was on his gravestone Roden, is barried. He died in WWI and visiting his burial place was one of the more important things I wanted to accomplish on this trip. It was a really great experience and am glad I did it. The memorial was awesome and really well maintained, there were flowers everywhere, by all the stones, and the yard was impeccably well kept. It made me feel really good to know that the site was so well cared for. It took me a little while to find his place, as there are a thousand or more stones, I knew the area, but not exact location. I was walking along and when I saw his name it stopped me cold. There really isn't a whole lot to say other than that, it was just something I am really glad I did.