When I saw the headstones I knew exactly where I was. I think I have even posted a picture of Lula's stone before. I love this old cemetery and make up stories about the people buried there every time I visit. Do you see here that Ezekiel just couldn't live without his Lula...he died the next year. She was only 50 years old. He robbed the cradle....she was 12 his junior.
Thanks for coming with me on this outing! I hope you enjoyed it too!