On Memorial Day we went up to the cemetery to visit my dad. It's interesting to me how well Luke handles it and I'm so curious to know what he thinks. He knows who Grandpa Ken is, and points him out in pictures. (Initially calling him "Papa Ken" but now goes with "Grandpa Ken.") He knows that when we take flowers up there, that's who they're for and we look at the headstone and point out the wildcat and the palm tree. He's never really asked or seemed confused by it all - just knows who his Grandpa Ken is and goes with it.