In the spirit of October, I attended a flashlight cemetery tour. It had a Carolina twist where I learned all about those people who have walked the same brick paths I have.
The cemetery was beautiful, and it was a unique night walking from luminary to luminary with only our flashlights to light the way. My favorite moment was when we sang the Carolina fight song while learning about the person who wrote those very words.
It's delightful to know there are people who care enough to keep each person's story alive. One interesting plot we came across was Elizabeth Edwards and her son. It was lovely, and it was nice to hear how much she cared and how often she would visit to read to her son.
