Thursday, November 06, 2008


I admit, I have a love of cemetaries. As it so happened, I found out my father died while I was in New Orleans. We were not close, he didn't want me in his life. No resentment, no regrets, it is just what it was. He chose to move on and away....we were more alike than he knew. Just a few photos of the cemetary in Houma , LA.


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