In the above picture - seriously - a drain???? What's down there???
It was almost like walking into an apartment complex for the dead.
Some of them (below) made me feel like the souls were sealed off and banished to the grave forever:
I expected someone to come out and mow the lawn on some. Or maybe the soul of a doggy to come running out and bark at the fence?
Was there any soul here, kneeling, praying? Did I walk right past someone?
It's hard to read, but this was the grave of a PFC from World War II. It gave me a sense of creepy patriotism:
The one below just looks like a darned kiln (crematorium). I looked for any remaining bones but didn't see any. (haha)
And yes, someone was actually squatting in this one!!! I tried to get Steve to lay in it but it grossed me out too much.
And this is what you get if you don't have much money:
I believe this particular cemetery is one of the ones that supposedly is haunted. Of course we didn't know that until later, when we were looking at some flyers for "things to do in New Orleans" and we saw some pictures of this exact place. Considering we walked around in here for quite some time, I'm certain we absorbed some spiritual energy without even knowing it!! :)
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