I love to hang out in cemeteries. This really isn’t as morbid as it sounds (at least, I don’t think it is). It’s not that I’m obsessed with death. In fact, the exact opposite is true: I’m obsessed with life. Or with lives, really. Lives, and the stories that go with them. And, if the stories are unknown, with the mystery and romance of not knowing.
Since it is October, and Hallowe’en is fast approaching, I thought I’d offer up a collection of my favorite ghosts:
Henry and Mary Belle Cameron,
killed by the June cyclone, 1912
West Point Cemetery, Amsterdam, Missouri
And all the rest, known, unknown…
a reminder that we are here, now, to live
and then go.
A moment in time that we alone can fill
if we will…
Happy travels, my friends!!