06/02/2026
My Granddaddy died when I was 8 yrs old. That was the first time I learned about death. Hal Mickel was a giant of a man. He was a tall man with broad shoulders and I adored him. He didn’t talk a lot but when he did the whole room would go quiet because his words meant something. He loved his children and his grandchildren but his world revolved around my Granny. After his passing Granny went to the cemetery where he is buried every day for months. Being a child, I asked her one day why she did that if it made her cry, she told me it was because she missed him and wanted to be near him. And that is why I started my business. We, here at Grave Groomers, will clean your families headstones like they are our family. Call us for a quote. 850-464-7582.
