My mother paid us a surprise visit. On Sunday we drove through the two enormous
cemeteries north of the city. There were a lot of very large monuments. I'm sure a lot of it is Barre granite, our favorite. I found a headstone that I'd like for my grave someday. I've always wanted either an obelisk or a pyramid, and with an inscription like this, it's perfect. I don't know if I'd need mine to be 30 feet tall though. 20 feet might be tall enough.
So someday, it can be said of me, "Errected by her associates as a tribute to her Genius."
3 comments:
Mr. Burroughs died young though. When you do that, you do have associates who can erect a monument to you. If you're 88 when you die, most of your associates have preceded you in death. Love, Toots-
I don't know that I have a favorite type of granite. I've never thought of it.
I must agree with opticwalrus: Who the heck has a favorite kind of granite? I guess someone who has rock hauling in their blood.
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