A Walk in the Park?

Over the weekend, I went to the cemetery to honor friends and family who are buried there. It is an old cemetery with markers dated in the early 1800s. There are obelisks, angels and other intricate designs on the various stones. Being an old cemetery, it is fronted by a stone wall with narrow openings in which to drive. Once inside, you must drive down narrow lanes with markers near the edge.

When I squeezed through my chosen entrance, I saw something along the path that I did not expect. In the distance, a man and woman stood in the lane. They were in an emotional embraced, and I imagined them mourning a lost loved one. Out of respect, I turned onto another route to my destination.

When my time in the cemetery was done, I noticed that the man and woman were not standing in the lane. Instead, they were under a nearby tree. With that being the case, I drove by them to take a more direct route out of the cemetery.

As I drove by the man and woman, he watched as I passed. Looking back, it was probably because I was staring at them. It turns out that they were not mourning a lost loved one. They were holding hands and making out. What I thought was a somber visit to the cemetery was actually a romantic stroll through the park.

As soon as I got home, I told my wife about it, and she reminded me that our local area of prostitution is within walking distance of the cemetery. However, I do not think this was a professional encounter. First, they looked to be starry-eyed. Second, I cannot imagine the woman being able to make much money in that line of work. Third, there was no car for him to have picked her up in.

I believe that they went for a lover’s walk through the cemetery with its tree-shaded meadows. Heck, some of the grass even have benches that they could have sat on. I only have one question. Who gets romantic in a cemetery?

Tags: Cedar Grove Cemetery, Cemetery, Rambling Ruminations, Romance