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As a child, I passed by the old church cemetery to and from school everyday. One day I decided to walk through the graveyard instead of going right home....it was a little scary and I felt a little bit like an intruder.
What I saw were old, beautiful tombstones with names, carvings and poetry, angels and lambs. Stories of people that I'd never know. I walked up the hill and down the hill looking at them all in complete quietness...just the wind and the birds and me.
It was a new private world that I'd found.... compelling and completely peaceful and I have never forgotten.
So I moved to the mountains of West Virginia to walk through my own Family's Cemetery, meeting the people I will now get to know......and all of those childhood feelings are felt and remembered once again in yet another peaceful, private world, my world, my people ...the birds, the wind and me.
I am here to stay and I will sleep in peace. | |
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