by I’m going out to St. Michael’s Cemetery in a few minutes to visit two graves, one for a six year old child who died in 1882, and another for the man responsible for her death, who died in 1914. Ironically, they were buried in the same cemetery. This is one of the cases I chose to write about for the Penitentiary section of my book.
This photograph I took yesterday reminds me, I need to pick a day to walk around to see and take pictures of all the holiday windows! I love doing that. This is Charles Street in my neighborhood. This building always decorates very beautifully for the holidays (they also do a great job on Halloween).
