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CHAPTER 2: Through the Looking Glass
As settlement patterns change, both traditional cemeteries and Memorial Parks are impacted. The choices made in selecting locations for cemeteries change through time and are subject to changing social conditions. Attributing cemetery abandonment to one factor with a simple and … Continue reading
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Chapter 23: The Showdown
It was a balmy, warm Saturday morning. A gentle zephyr blew from the west, bringing with it the promise of continued good weather as it flitted and playfully shook the dark green leaves of the big leaf maple trees that … Continue reading
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Chapter 22: Winning by a Nose
A large crowd of students and townspeople had congregated in the parking lot in front of the Tootville High School as volunteer firefighters battled to control the blaze of the burning school building. Mrs. Dinkle stood in the throng next … Continue reading
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Chapter 21: Bomb Threat
In the Tootville High School boys bathroom, Reginald was at one of the sinks putting on make-up. A guy had to look his best all the time these days. Stretch clumsily pushed open the bathroom door, entered and stood at … Continue reading
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CHAPTER 1: (Continued) The Missing Dead
Traditional cemeteries have a harmonious relationship with their surrounding features when first established. But continuously evolving landscapes due to land use modifications over time results in and out-of-place relationships between earlier established Traditional cemeteries and more recently established infrastructural, such … Continue reading
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Chapter 20: It’s all in the Name
Stretch strode purposefully along a sidewalk toward the Tootville police station. A pair of dirty, clay-stained tennis shoes, laces knotted together, dangled from one of his casts. Yes, he was a man with a mission and he would not be … Continue reading
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Chapter 19: The Decision
Timmy and Tammy sat silently in the living room with their eyes transfixed on the television. Their mother prohibited any kind of violence or conflict in the home so the children couldn’t watch cartoons, but they were occasionally permitted to … Continue reading
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The Deadliest Bridge
The most dangerous bridge I crossed did not seem like much of a dangerous bridge at all – a little balancing beam walk and you’re done – not really too bad unless you consider the consequences of losing your balance. … Continue reading
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Chapter 18: The Game
It was the night of the championship game and the stands were filled to capacity. One side of the gym cheered for the Irontown Maggots and the other side rooted wildly for the mighty Tootville Chickens. The Chickens were seated … Continue reading
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Chapter 17: Buying it
Chesty McBust stood in the girl’s bathroom pounding on the stall door where Fishface had exiled herself. “Come on, Fishface, open up.” “No!” yelled Fishface. “Come on,” pleaded Chesty. “I’m never coming out of here,” said Fishface sadly. “I’m too … Continue reading
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