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Went to Grocery Store, Ended Up in Cemetery — June 3, 2014

Went to Grocery Store, Ended Up in Cemetery

You’d think after approximately two years of riding mass transit, I’d remember that the bus stops running at 6pm on Sundays, not 6:30.  Since the driver offered me a transfer, I thought maybe I still had the chance to get on another bus. Nah.

“Where you getting off at?” asked the driver as we neared the downtown transfer.

” Uh, I was hoping to get on the 202.”

“No, the bus stops at 6, so you going downtown?”

“Yes, I guess I am going downtown,” I said with affected cheer. Now, I could have got off earlier and went to a different grocery store location with more of a walk, but the dread of extra walking made me take my chances with a transfer. Fail. Well, I’m here, I thought.  Might as well enjoy myself a little while, then walk 10 blocks up to a Family Dollar and do my shopping there. All downtown were the signs of life being lived:  people drinking, eating, and sightseeing. I drowned my sorrows in frozen  yogurt, saving the colorful plastic spoon for my collection. Then I began my quest for the 10th Street Family Dollar. Passing by Ye Olde Church, a sight caught my eye. The gate to the oldest cemetery in town stood open. Before now, the gate was always locked. My mother and I always wanted to tour that cemetery, but Mom was a little ‘late’ to this Land of Dead Episcopalians. So it was just me and her ashes around my neck. And this is what I saw:

 

Dead people.
Dead people.

 

More dead people.
More dead people.
This guy.
This guy.  Can you see the eye?
This
Sacred to the Memory of Solomon Somebody
This fellow was a sea captain who gave up the ghost in 1787.
This fellow was a sea captain who gave up the ghost in 178?
I didn't do it.
I didn’t do it.
Sad.
Sad.
j
“27  Club” before it  was cool.
B
Polly
All sides are graves, including this 10 year-old boy.
All sides of this stone are graves, including this 10 year-old boy.
Whoops, nearly fell over someone.
Whoops, nearly fell over someone.
Redefining "Rapture Ready"
Redefining “Rapture Ready”
Even if you were beloved  when you died, one day you'll be forgotten and share your plot with an air conditioner. Lucky you.
Even if you were beloved in life, one day you’ll be forgotten and share your plot with an air conditioner. Lucky you.

 

Dead in

Location! Location! Location! Molder in comfort with central heat and A/C. Solid brick home. Lots of shade trees and QUIET NEIGHBORS!
Location! Location! Location! Molder in comfort with central heat and A/C. Solid brick home. Lots of shade trees and QUIET NEIGHBORS!
Oldest Grave in Cemetery -an 18 year-old
Oldest Grave in Cemetery -an 18 year-old
Lovely view on the way to the Family Dollar
Lovely view on the way to the Family Dollar
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