Instead of following the misogynist around a schizophrenic hospital (asylum), the gang (red-headed, sarcastic Scarlett and flamboyant, sassy Justin) and I went to an old cemetery.
Brief history: it is one of the oldest cemeteries in the city I reside, if not the oldest.
I noted that there was a mausoleum on site, and I was immediately intrigued. There is something so interesting about cemeteries and mausoleums. Perhaps it’s getting a glance at what’s to come. Perhaps it’s the lack of knowing any of the people there, being able to make up stories of what their lives must have been like or who they were married to or what their children were like, if they had any.
The mausoleum was large and…unusual. It was the first mausoleum I had ever been into, but it seemed unusually small and smelled unusually well…it was, overall, unusual. Or so it seemed. It was open, drafty, and intriguing. It was…different. Thinking of all the people who had been kept in the mausoleum. As it is known, paying to have someone’s body in a mausoleum is not cheap. It makes you wonder who was buried there and what kind of lives they had.
It was different to me that people with the same last names (seemingly husband and wife) were buried next to each other, but not together. There were some who were buried in the same place (husbands and wives), but there were more apart than were together. Most unusual. There were also what appeared to be children…not buried with their mothers. The first thing that struck me was that the mausoleum was entirely open. The doors were open. The cemetery was open. Usually, at a place like that one, the doors are kept tightly shut. Locked.
It’s atrocious to see how horrendously kept the grounds are. There were graves so disheveled and destroyed that the markers were sunken into the ground.
I had a brief discussion (if you can call speaking with the utmost attitude a “discussion”) with the groundskeeper who informed me that they were refurbishing the ground.
Tell me then why the years before they were disheveled as well. Even if you’re refurbishing, there should not be weeds coming out of the graves.