LOve the thought that we are listening. I’d like to visit this one and wander the rows of headstones whlie reading an epitaph here and there. For sure could lose an afternoon doing just that or maybe it would be finding one?
I love cemeteries; until about the age of eight, my family lived across the road from an old cemetery and, on occasion, Mom would let my brother and me cross the road and explore. We had fun figuring out how old somebody had been or how long ago they had died.
Woo hoo. Scary. Remember that you had to pass a cemetery on the way to the Luscaviches?
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I did not, but fortuntely there’s google maps on satellit view to totally remind me
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LOve the thought that we are listening. I’d like to visit this one and wander the rows of headstones whlie reading an epitaph here and there. For sure could lose an afternoon doing just that or maybe it would be finding one?
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I’d definitely go with finding one!
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I love cemeteries; until about the age of eight, my family lived across the road from an old cemetery and, on occasion, Mom would let my brother and me cross the road and explore. We had fun figuring out how old somebody had been or how long ago they had died.
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