My wife and I went for a walk in the local cemetery, It was Father's Day and as one would suspect, the place was relatively busy. It was then I noticed the signs put up by the city. There were the "You will not's , the must no's and the prohbited's" I was amazed at the rules and regulations one must adhere to even in death. One must be orderly and fall into step.
Our walk took us to meet some private contractors working on the restoration of an older part of the cemetery. They were putting in curbing along the pioneer grave section. In the process of our conversation, my wife and I discovered that there are very specific regulations one must follow if they wish to be interned in this cemetery. Your headstone must fit certain dimensional and style criteria, you plot must be maintained by your family and there was to be a certain type of container for flowers. To me it was sounding more and more like a condo and the petty dictators on strata committees.
I am fast understanding why bereaved families so look to memorialize their lost ones in a fashion best for them.
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