



I came across this memorial at Sloans lake park in Denver. This person was obviously loved and cherished, he was someone's brother, father, grandfather, lover, and partner. I walked by it on the way through the park with Sunny, I couldn't get over how modest it was... it truly was a memorial for the sake of remembering, and not based on of a mess of pretension. It wasn't something you would normally see in a park, I mean this style of memorial is site specific to highways.... so, did this person die here, or was is just their favorite place. What made this place special to this family and the person who had passed on, what made it special to me? Anyway, while I was walking through the park with Sunny it grabbed my attention, and I guess it's still pulling at it now. I am thankful this walk, my feet, and my life... and for being part of another's public remembrance of their own life, loss, and affection.
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