Ordinarily, I try to write about the somber and the sweetness of cemeteries and graveyards but this one is a little bit different. St. Hubert in Chanhassen, erected in 1887, is adjacent to the St. Hubert’s Catholic Church. The reason it is dissimilar is because it’s filled with children, many of them unmarked. Being a researcher at heart, I looked into it and found horribly sad stories of lost records of children by the church. One story specifically, Bringing Maria Home. Because of this and that most hadn’t likely had a visitor, if ever, I brought roses for each marker. Quite possibly the most heartbreaking experience on the bucket list.