This statue is right inside the front gate, mind you. In Memphis, even the gravestones are gangsta. I also saw a lot of really pretty, obviously very old graves with strange juxtaposition to large trees:
Clearly somebody was there first, tree. You're all up in his Kool-Aid. I saw the grave of a super-crazy guy who would have been my BFF. He had a feud going on with somebody else and their family, and when he died, he dedicated his belongings with the caveat that his progeny must carry on the feud after him. That is tenacity, folks. Here is Mr. Bolton, memorialized in stone:
I also saw the graves of a hooker with a heart of gold, and a murderous lesbian. I didn't get pictures of those sites, though, because it was HOT outside and the air conditioning in the car felt great. I did however, capture true love:
Les and Pam forever, y'all. In addition to finding true love in a cemetery, I also found the final resting place of my favorite character from O Brother Where Art Thou? and his name is spelled exactly as it is pronounced in the movie:
(J/K about the favorite character part. I don't have a favorite character from that movie. I love them all! I think it's Antonia that has a more special affinity for this character, so she's the one to talk to.)
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