Funny story about doing Find a Grave work

[GobBluth]

I am working on a local cemetery. Luckily most have been entered thanks to a kind hard working soul, but not all have pictures. The town I live in is densely populated by Greeks. Many of the headstones are written in Greek. I probably had taken about 30 such pictures of Greek headstones. I picked the easiest one (many of the Greek worded headstones are very old) for my Greek-American husband to translate for me. Guess what the last name was? Our last name!! He thought I was being funny, I was SHOCKED when he said our last name. My married surname is not common. Took it to my mother-in-law and she told me "he MUST be such and such's son". Searched him on Ancestry, she was RIGHT! She had no idea he was there, and now is going to tend to his grave. I think he was trying to be noticed for some reason. He died with no wife or kids.

Also, my friend is helping me take pictures. She was taking pictures of a dual headstone. The wife had a lot of flowers and knick knacks, and all her husband had was 1 smashed pinwheel. She felt bad so she tried to straighten it out, but it still wouldn't spin. She sat down on the bench next to the headstone to forward me all the pictures she had taken. All of a sudden 2 gusts of wind blew on this very hot day, and she heard "thwack thwack thwack". The pinwheel was spinning and smacking the headstone! I don't know why, but that story made me smile.

Or is the above just too woowoo? lol. I don't know, but the "happenings" made me happy that day and encouraged to go out and take more pictures.