
This is the Hill of Crosses in Siauliai (pronounced Shoo-lay) Lithuania. I thought this would be one more wonderful religious monnument. I was so wrong. I have never been to such a sacred place. There is no description that can explain what it is like to have so many millions of crosses. These are not a testament to a man-made religion; but to the spirit of man. The Soviets did not let Lithuanians practice religion. Some people put up a few crosses; the Soviets knocked them down, many more put up crosses, they were knocked down & so it continued. Amazing sculptures slipped in the dead of night. It continues to this day.
So, almost 3 years to the day since we physically lost Tom (you are with me always in my heart), we placed a memorial in this very sacred spot to very special people:

To Sabina's father, a patriot who died trying to free Lithuania. We have no knowledge where he is buried, but we know where to honor him.
To Pete's brother Joe, who died fleeing the Soviets. We have no knowledge where he is buried, but we know where to honor him.
To Pete's Mom, Dad & my Dad. Remarkable people we miss & honor always.
To my brother Tom & my nephew Joey, who were taken too early & truly had the spirit symbolized here.

