I’ve always had a macabre fascination with old cemeteries and everything connected with them such as the old time grave diggers out in the middle of the night digging away with a small candle lantern to light their way. Of course in my mind I always see a light drizzling rain and the occasional lightning strike with the resounding thunder in the back ground while he is digging.
I love seeing the old tombstones that are tipping one direction or the other. I try and read the worn epitaphs and imagine who these people were.
Every time I drive past a cemetery, I tell everyone in the car to look for ghosts that might be lingering behind a tombstone or the lady in white hitchhiking for a ride back home. Why is it always a lady in white? Why not gingham or plaid? I’ll let you know if I ever see her.
I haven’t had much luck in finding ghosts in cemeteries yet, but I’ll keep looking. I’ve come across several questionable ones, but they are usually jogging in sweats and so I’m not counting them as yet.
Every Halloween I turn my yard into the “Parkinville Cemetery” and try and improve on it each year.
So it is without wonder why my neighbors were concerned yesterday when they saw me in my front yard digging. My reputation precedes me and my next door neighbor came over and asked who I was burying in my yard? Dang! I wish I would have thought of that before he came over. I could have had a good story for him but he caught me off guard. No, sorry to disappoint. Just a broken water main.
The water department stopped by to let me know that I’ve shot through 49,000 gallons of water and knew there was a problem. Of course the leak is on my side of the meter. So now with my water turned off, I am hoping to get this fixed pretty soon, before everyone in my household starts smelling like one of those corpses I’m always looking for, escaping from the cemetery.
I’m so glad I wasn’t an old time grave digger. It is too much work. Luckily I found the pipe at 4 feet. I don’t think I could have found the strength to go two more feet.
So, if I ever decide to actually bury someone in my yard, I think they will only be 4 feet under.