* * *
I would hope if I ever die in some tragedy like a bicycle, tractor or car accident, that no one decides to put up a memorial near the spot where my life ended. I see many of these along roads and highways in the form of crosses or wreaths and they are usually adorned with artificial flowers in odd colors that have no identifiable analogue in nature. I don't know, I just prefer to remember people I've lost in a different way and maybe in or around places where they had once flourished.
