Gravestone

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In 1975 I moved to the town of Hattiesburg MS to complete my degrees in Psychology and Nursing. I had brought my bike with me, and after moving into my apt, I decided to take a bike ride. I was riding along one of the main streets in town when I saw an old cemetery off to my left. I have always loved cemeteries--the quiet and peacefulness--and I liked to look at gravestones and see how old the person was at death and speculate on how he/she might have died. The cemetery appeared deserted, and I rode my bike along a little path for a ways. After a bit I decided to get off my bike and read some of the gravestones. The VERY FIRST one I looked at had my name on it. The lady was buried next to her husband Albert and she had died in 1958.
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