On my way home last Wednesday, I drove by the local cemetery, as I sometimes do just because, well, because I can. I find our town cemetery very beautiful, majestic and peaceful. (It is so nice to be home again, after a near 45 year hiatus, I find joy in the little things in life.)
Anyways, as I drove by, I saw a pickup and a couple of men working on............. something. Soooo, me being me, I we…