In an old, defunct graveyard that had its last burial almost 80 years ago, there is this grouping of wooden crosses, weathered and askew, in a small family plot. The crosses are complete with little American flags that were perhaps put there by some Boy Scout troop or veterans association. Look closely and you can see a bit of the plot's old fence under all the weed and vine.
These ragtag wooden crosses are throughout this small old cemetery, someone's one-time effort
to rehabilitate it.
The Weekend in Black and White