This time, pictures and information about a cemetery and huge memorial near Rome appeared. I had done this before, and the stone appeared. What a joy–a shock–an astounding moment–occurred when, one day, I entered his name to find his exact birthday. That was all any of our family knew, and, to our knowledge, that stone was his only memorial. We had a footstone installed next to his mother’s grave when she passed away in 1957. My uncle was killed in 1943, and his mother and his 9 siblings were informed that his remains were shortly buried at sea off the coast of Malta. Thank you FindaGrave from the bottom of my heart. This has filled the hole left in my life by her early death, and given searchable proof that she actually existed. Now I know that she is remembered and there is a plot number attached to her name, and I have been able to post a picture and more details of her life on the website. This was a revelation as I had thought there was no record of her anywhere, and I thank the person who photographed and researched the details for giving me closure. It was not until I searched FindaGrave that I found that a memorial to her had been listed. Many years later, after I had said to my father on one of his infrequent visits that I wanted to go back to Brazil to visit her grave, he told me that she did not have an actual grave, this devastated me as it felt as if I had lost her forever. I was then sent to England within 6 months to be brought up by my paternal grandparents. My mother died of pancreatic cancer when I was 4 years old, and all I knew was that she had been originally buried in the Gamboa Cemetery in Rio de Janeiro. Joyous reunions and tears unleashed, together weĪll of this made possible by Find A Grave…. We alsoīelieve that those we find, are waiting for us and live again, in the hearts and minds of theirįamilies and my daughter, Karen and I. We believe we are making a patchwork quilt, one square at a time, with each find. Mining and shops, businesses and boarding houses! The first Rollercoaster,Ĭalled the Switchback, used for coal hauling, then for tourists riding. We have or hadġ3 cemeteries here, because we are on a mountain, thus grounds for burials. This valley was a melting pot of people, from all countries. We have formed a paper log and most timesĪ family tree for them. Families across the country, originally from theĬoal mining valley, write or email with their requests. My daughter and I, are Stonekillers too! We volunteer for a Grand Army Of The Republic Civil WarĬemetery, here in northeastern Pennsylvania. Thank you to Diane and to Find a Grave volunteers everywhere who donate their time to make these kinds of discoveries possible and preserve the memory of those who have passed on. You never know when a contribution you make to Find a Grave will provide just the information someone is looking for. Diane said, “To have been a part of this happening has made all my Find a Grave work so worthwhile.” Vilmos’ son and his wife went to visit the grave and were welcomed warmly by a mounted policeman, the local priest, the mayor and other citizens of Stewart, all present to help celebrate Vilmos’ life. The Find a Grave memorial that Diane had created for Vilmos came up and from it he was able to learn what had happened to his father and where he was buried. His family had moved to the United States and one day he decided to search the internet for his father’s name. It was Vilmos Fekete’s son, now a grown man with children of his own. Photo by Diane GravleeĪbout a year later, Diane received an email from a very excited man. Vilmos Fekete’s memorial in the Wards Pass Cemetery. Being avid Find a Grave® contributors, they took a day, photographed the graves and added them to the site, including the grave of Vilmos Fekete. In 2013, while passing through Stewart on their way home from a trip to Alaska, Diane Gravlee and her husband noticed a small 116 burial cemetery. They were just left to wonder why they never heard from him again. The Fekete family in Hungary hadn’t known Vilmos was at the mine and had no news of the disaster. Their bodies were returned to Vancouver and are buried in the Mountain View Cemetery. Photo from – click to view articleĪn extensive rescue operation got underway at the camp site while, in Vancouver, the Rose family waited eagerly for news of their boys’ fate and were later heartbroken to learn that both boys were among the dead. Tragically, on February 18, 1965, just months after the mining began and only a week after Blake and Rod Rose arrived at the portal camp, a massive avalanche poured off the surrounding hills, destroying the camp, killing 26 men and trapping others under the snow and in the still-shallow mine tunnel. Vilmos and Iren Rozgonyi Fekete (photo courtesy of Vilmos’ son)