S. M. Hutchens on an Old Cemetery Opening Soon
There is a cemetery just north of U.S. 35 in the little town of Economy, Indiana, some miles northwest of Richmond. I am quite sure that by now the citizens of the necropolis outnumber its living inhabitants, of whom there are about 160. Among the former are my parents, whom my brother and I laid to rest there among the graves of many generations of our family. It is a pretty little cemetery that I try to visit when I am in the area, not drawn so much by duty or filial piety—the dead do not need my company, and are as much with me outside the cemetery as wit . . .