I said thank you and each and every headstone in the cemetery yesterday.
For almost a year I used to walk through the Veteran’s Cemetery on Sepulveda in W. Los Angeles to get from Wadsworth Hospital over to UCLA to catch the shuttle to Canoga Park; rain or shine those silent stones stood sentinel along my path as I strode past.
From time to time I would stop and just look up the rise to where the sun would soon set and realize that before long we would run out of room for any new.
But there was a bus to catch and many more, twenty years have gone and I’ve moved on and now I know there’ll be room enough, if nothing else they’ll just raise the floor.