When I was little, my dad would drive us past the cemeteries in Daly City and bet us $100 that we wouldn't be able to walk through there at night. He was only teasing, but the thought would terrify me. As I got older, the cemetery became a place for me and my friends to hang out. We liked the solitude and the peacefulness.
Yesterday my 13 yr old son and I headed out in the rain to photograph some of the statues. He was a little nervous about being there, having seen a few zombie movies in the past. For his sake, we kept it to a short visit and kept the motor running in the car just in case...
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