In late July, a butcher who arrived to bury his mother said he had seen the former president.

Someone else had been here before him and buried her mother.

Well, they buried my mother, and she was soon forgotten.

She took a trip to bury her mother, and I took one.

We buried my mother in one of the gardens within the City, which had been turned over to this use since the siege began.

It came a week after she buried her mother, who had also shared their home.

True to his word, Dennis had called her exactly a week after she'd buried her mother.

The day before, he had buried his mother in a banana grove near the back door.

He'd traveled with him to Florida to bury his mother.

And to think we've teased him about all this when he just buried his own mother!