My shver is buried on Har Menuchos. He passed away on Erev Rosh Hashana. Somehow - his Yahrtzeit falls out the SAME DAY every year!!!!!!!!
There is such a gorgeous view from his kever.
Too bad he can't enjoy it.
If he were alive today, I would like to tell him that I have no complaints against his daughter other than that she married a died-in-the-wool-[but not wool and linen]-Am-Haaretz.
[Note: He and I would often share humor - particularly morbid humor - so he would not take offense to my observations].
