My father died in December 2023. He had lived in the Vevey area for the last 25 years or so of his life. His ashes are in the Jardin du Souvenir at the eastern edge of St. Martin’s cemetery in Vevey.
It seems shorter than three years. Time is passing quickly.
We cooked lunch on Thursday for my Swiss family: Sylvia, cousin Marc, Marc's step-father Jeannot, and Sylvia's companion Ariel. They spoiled us by speaking mostly English, but enough French to keep Jeannot and Ariel in the mix.