Logan City Cemetery

During the summer semester I lived in Aggie Village. It is usually married student housing but they have a few buildings dedicated for graduate school housing. The only thing between my house and campus was the Logan City Cemetery. 

The cemetery is absolutely beautiful but every day, all day they are running the sprinklers. These aren't any normal lawn sprinklers but heavy duty powerful sprinklers, like the ones they use on a golf course. Getting hit by one didn't mean a light, refreshing sprinkle of water but a drenching of everything on your person. It became a daily game of dodging the sprinklers.

An added bonus of coming to Logan and living at Aggie Village was that I was able to pass my ancestors headstones every day. I have only ever heard stories about them but for some reason passing by them each morning and afternoon has helped me feel more connected to them. 

These are Grandpa Boyd's parents, Wilford and Jennie. I have heard really interesting stories about Grandma Jennie but I look forward to meeting her one day!

These are my great-great grandparents, Peter and Janet Johnson. From what I remember, they were the first ones to come into Cache valley of the family. The best story that I remember of Grandpa Peter was when he got his first car. He was driving it home and parking it in the barn. Unfortunately he didn't know how to stop it so he just starting yelling "Whoa!"

This headstone was actually added while I was here. It has been super special to come and visit Grandma Jean. She is such a special woman and whenever Grandpa comes up to Logan we meet here.