My granddaughter, at age three, helping clean Wallace’s marker—continuing a family tradition now six generations strong.
Silent Keepers is rooted in respect, remembrance, and care—grown from a tradition that has been part of my family for generations.
For me, this work is not just a service—it is something deeply personal.
This work began long before it became a business.In 1944, my great uncle Wallace, an Army Air Force second lieutenant, was killed when his B-24 was shot down. He was brought home to Michigan for burial.
Over time, his parents—my great grandparents—and other family members were laid to rest nearby. For six generations, our family has visited those graves each Memorial Day.
We go to remember Wallace and his service, and to honor all those who came before us.
While we’re there, we care for the site with respect—cleaning, tending, and sharing stories of those who are no longer with us.
That same sense of care and respect carried into my life’s work.
Through my career as a nurse—especially in hospice—I’ve come to understand both the depth of loss and the importance of honoring each life with dignity, compassion, and presence.
Silent Keepers is rooted in respect, remembrance, and care—grown from a tradition that has been part of my family for generations.
For me, this work is not just a service—it is something deeply personal.
This work began long before it became a business.In 1944, my great uncle Wallace, an Army Air Force second lieutenant, was killed when his B-24 was shot down. He was brought home to Michigan for burial.
Over time, his parents—my great grandparents—and other family members were laid to rest nearby. For six generations, our family has visited those graves each Memorial Day.
We go to remember Wallace and his service, and to honor all those who came before us.
While we’re there, we care for the site with respect—cleaning, tending, and sharing stories of those who are no longer with us.
That same sense of care and respect carried into my life’s work.
Through my career as a nurse—especially in hospice—I’ve come to understand both the depth of loss and the importance of honoring each life with dignity, compassion, and presence.
Grandparents
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Great uncle killed in WW2.
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Greatgrandfather
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Greatgrandmother
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