I don’t know what the attraction is but cemeteries draw me to them. Is it curiosity, a little macabre or the photographer in me. Believe me, I’m in no hurry and definitely not looking for a resting place. That, will be someone else’s problem. I won’t be around… lol. Sometimes I’m alone, sometimes Patti my wife will go with me. I’ve never asked her why, we just do. Often we start out together exploring but often separate. And then quietly call the other when there is a perceived story to share. We don’t do this at home, only when we’re traveling. Maybe it the anthropologist in us that looks for clues about the past and the culture we’re invading. I could write more on my thoughts, but I’ll hold onto them. Maybe for an addendum if there’s enough curiosity.
TECHY STUFF: The above images were taken at a abandoned, unattended graveyard we came across at Port Allen near Glass Beach on Kaua’i. What was interesting was all the writing on the markers and headstones in one area were all Japanese or Chinese, the middle part to young Hawaiian children that died within the first couple years and then the other side to a small section of Hawaiian families. We don’t know their stories, but we sure speculated for a while.
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