Friday, April 20, 2012
I've passed this cemetery for years. It's only 3 miles from home, but I never visited until the other day. I like old graveyards. Markers tend to display poetry, biblical sayings, beautiful borders and scroll work, and the most interesting names from a bygone era. So, while on a ride with my Italian friend I mentioned my misgivings as we, once again, passed the cemetery. She recommended we stop. So we did. And am I ever glad.