08-01-2011, 02:51 PM
After Mary Ferrell's funeral service, Robert Groden and I rode
to the burial site together. Hillcrest Cemetery was just a short
distance down Northwest Highway in North Dallas.
The ground was muddy from a recent rain. A large crowd
was gathered around the burial tent. Heavy traffic whirred
by on Northwest Highway, in reality just a busy city street.
Robert and I stood at the edge of the group. At one point
we looked down at a marble marker flush with the ground.
We looked silently at each other and smiled. We were
standing atop a burial plot.
Mary, the queen of JFK research, would have appreciated
the irony. Her final resting place was less than 50 feet
away from that of the head man of the FBI Dallas office,
Robert Gemberling.
Jack
to the burial site together. Hillcrest Cemetery was just a short
distance down Northwest Highway in North Dallas.
The ground was muddy from a recent rain. A large crowd
was gathered around the burial tent. Heavy traffic whirred
by on Northwest Highway, in reality just a busy city street.
Robert and I stood at the edge of the group. At one point
we looked down at a marble marker flush with the ground.
We looked silently at each other and smiled. We were
standing atop a burial plot.
Mary, the queen of JFK research, would have appreciated
the irony. Her final resting place was less than 50 feet
away from that of the head man of the FBI Dallas office,
Robert Gemberling.
Jack