We buried Lewis in the orchard next to the St. Francis statue. Then we had a celtic cross that we placed on the grave. The boys went to work making grave markers on cardboard tacked to large sticks. I’ll have a picture of them soon. James’s sign was written with bright yellow crayon. “Here lies Lewis Fraces Vogel. He Dide on his Borth Day. He fonnd Jesuse. The fist Vogel to go to Hevin.” The other two were just as sweet. This little baby was, and is, so loved by his siblings.
MaryEllen wanted to know where the baby came out of my belly. “Is it where you nurse, Mommy?” I told her no. “Is it from your breast?” Again I told her no. “Did he come out of your belly button?” I said, “Something like that.” Later James asked if the baby came out of my belly button. MaryEllen responded to him very matter-of-factly, “Something like that.”