Beautiful serene place under old cedar trees. Much of the bushy vegetation was planted as small…read moreplants by the tombstones, and now the bushes look as old as the stones. I walk cemeteries and take pictures because of the stone work. The designs are a lovely send off to passing souls. I look for familiar names and the community's founders. Here, there are a few military, mason and children's symbols. The quality of the stones is interesting as the oldest ones have eroded. The newer ones are shiny with photographs or Lazer cut pictures. I'm sitting in the car listening to the birds and watching the squirrels. Peaceful.

Even though it's just down the road from Campbell's tomato-palooza visiting Forest Hill has a…read morecalmative effect; located across the river on the east side of town it invites quiet contemplation and reflection. The cemetery sits south of the Maumee River east of the Perry Street bridge. The grounds are well kept; nicely mowed and free of litter. My father's parents, grandparents and other loved ones are here, free of the indignities of advancing years for years. Please respect the dead.

As far as cemeteries go this one is pretty good; located on the lower west side of town it is a…read moreconvenient spot for the folks to stop and get some perspective. The cemetery is across from the police station on a small rise overlooking Glenwood Park and the golf course to the north and, past the soft serve, the Maumee River is south. The grounds are well kept; nicely mowed and free of litter. My father is here, free of the ravages of war for a dozen years. Please respect the dead.

John was rude at my aunts funeral eve when more chairs be set out was asked of him his response was…read more" well I don't want to put out more and and they don't get used. Thats usually what happens and I waste my time putting them out." His snappy tone and demeanor was not what my family needed at that time.

Castillo funeral home was absolutely amazing. John went out of his way to help my wife and I when…read morewe lost our child