her, the stone, and the wreath

I cut through the cemetery today.It’s not a habit I have, but I was in a hurry, and the town’s cemetery is nicely placed between a neighborhood and the shopping area, so it’s the perfect place to sneak through and avoid traffic. The names passed me as I crept through:KappMillerMuellerWeissMorrisWhite…..”Lots of English and German, here,”… Continue reading her, the stone, and the wreath