Creepy Creepsters

First, let me start off by saying that Jesse and I have quite the connection. Really it is like none other...no joke. We just understand each other, just with everything, and nothing shocks the other person. I could tell her seriously ANYTHING, and she would not judge me...or same with her...for me. It is amazing to find that in a friend..and she is someone who I am so happy and proud to call one of my best friends :). ANYWHO, enough of the mush fest..the reason why I say that we just "get" each other..is we have a weird creepy fascination with all things death. Missing person reports, murder scenes, crime stories, lynchings, blunt force trauma, car accidents, fires, cemetaries...you name it. We love it. I know this sounds odd and creepy..but for the people who understand and who are on our level..you just get it :)
I don't understand why people don't like to talk about death...like it is taboo...sorry..but it happens...to everybody...so eh..deal.
We know that we are both going to carry out each others wills. I will say it here...in my obituary, and gravestone, if I so decide I want to be eaten by worms...you MUST, MUST, put how I died in the obituary, and as well as on the grave stone. Just for all the creepy people out there..like me...who wan to know. Loo, and I have this thing, where we just HAVE to know how that person died...like..its weird...and sad and creepy..but we need to know. ESPECIALLY if they are young. If I died from blunt force trauma and my brain is on the sidewalk..I want that in there. On my gravestone, I am thinking for the people who don't want to know..just make like a little flap for all the creepers out there...you lift it up and VOILA..Death by Icicle. *The best murder weapon of course*

ANYWHO, enough of my disclaimer. The reason why all of this comes to mind..is Loo and I have been wanting to visit a few of the cemetaries around here. On our Newport, Tsunami adventure, we definitely drove through one..but didn't really get a chance to get out and look around because it decided it was going to be a Squall there that day...its fine. No bigs.
So, on Memorial day weekend...I believe it was actually Memorial day itself...we disembarked on our journey. We went to the Independence cemetary, just outside of town. It is so huge and amazing. It ranges from all ages and years..pioneers to babies to people who passed just a few months ago. There were a few that stood out. There is the story of Adrian "Bovee" Stump. He was in the military and was killed in 2005 in Afghanistan. It was so sad...he really stood out to me. And not to mention..I love...triple LOVE the name Bovee..so...this is where Loo and I concluded that we get baby names from cemetaries..no bigs. My sons middle name will be Bovee. Mark. My. Words.
Then, there was another one, where this little boy died in 1994. He was only 4 at the time...and they even had power rangers (which were super popular at the time) on his grave stone. I had NO idea...that you could get pictures on there. I am pretty sure, I want my face on mine....with Sully. We will be buried together...I know there are laws apparently against it..but whatevs...Loo is carrying out my plan of sneaking in the night, and putting us together...forever.
The cemetary is huge, and we just walked around and looked and it was really cool to see the different grave stones, and just take time to wonder what happened to them or what their life might have been like. It was awesome to see the old pionoeer ones...they put, their age on them back then..down to the day. There was one that was twin brothers..they died a month apart..and I think their ages read 3 years, 6 months, and 21 days.
Another where it was a baby who died I am guessing at birth...his mom and grandma still write him letters and keep them in a glass box there. His mom wrote that he was going to be a big brother. Heartbreaking.

Here is one of the ones that brought tears to our eyes...

But yes...after this we went and got pizza and then decided to take a trip to Buena Vista cemetary. I won't go into why we had to go here..but it is a beautiful cemetary...and we visited a special 16 year olds grave, who unfortunately was a victim of suicide.
So that pretty much sums up the day...
I don't have many pictures...but I did find this on one, and I think the quote is beautiful. I need it somewhere...tattooed or something..

It reads, "I shall know the loved one thats gone before, and joyfully sweet will our meeting be, when over the river, the peaceful river, the angel of death shall carry me.

Farewell gentle spirit may we meet in heaven"

LOVES it :)

Anyways..I am done being creepy for now. I will spare all of you...I know that you may think of  me differently now...but eh. I will spare you the pics of the graves that we took.

All in all..I am glad I have someone to share my creepy. Love you Looey