We did this a few years ago. Jane's Grandfather had been killed on the Somme in 1916, and no-one from the family had ever visited his grave. So we found out which cemetery he was in and went to visit him.
We took his medals with us and took some photographs. A calm and beautiful Spring day, the cemetery small but lovingly tended, we paid our respects and spent a while thinking. A profoundly moving experience.
It certainly is. In particular, how young they all were.
