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Showing posts with label st louis cemetery. Show all posts
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Sunday, June 24, 2012

Job for Foo

Foo was excited to see that if it ever happens that Foo can no longer travel all over the country having great adventures that he can always find work as a door ornament for one of the graves in this graveyard. But he's not sure about having the ring in his mouth all the time... yuck...

Angel's Are Watching

Foo marveled at some of the really, really huge crypts in the New Orleans cemetery. But as he posed for this photo, an angel appeared and granted him three wishes!!!... oh wait, that's what genies do... oh never mind...

The Montresor Method

Foo was interested to find that this was the "oldest extant wall vault" kind of grave known to exist in New Orleans. Apparently people like to bury people in walls.... just like Montresor in the Cask of Amontillado. Foo wonders if you press your ear to the wall if Fortunato's bells will still jingle.

Doth Protest Too Much

Foo thought this part of the cemetery was particularly interesting. This was the Protestant section, and unlike the rest of the crowded aisles and aisles and aisles of tightly packed tombs in the Catholic section, this one was nearly empty... Foo's conclusion? Either there aren't that many Protestants in New Orleans or they're immortal...

Bad Plumbing

As Foo wandered the graveyard, he came upon this harshly destroyed grave, which appeared to have some bad water damage. Lesson learned, even in the graveyard, it's important to check on the plumbing.

Grave Situation

When Foo heard that all the graveyards in New Orleans were above ground, he just had to see for himself. Sure enough it was like a city... a city of the dead.
As he wandered up and down the aisles, some of the "streets" were wider, some narrow. Some of the graves beautiful, others decrepit.
But the sun was always shining brightly and kept the ghosty ghouls at bay. He's just not sure he'd like to wander around here at night!