Although we were mostly respectful amongst the dead of Kyle, and tried really hard not to walk on any graves or trip over any headstones, we did occasionally turn into junior high kids and break into giggles over hilarious names. Like this one. And this one. Who are buried right next to each other. In this family plot. It's like they buried them that way as part of an elaborate joke...
We also ate very tasty sandwiches at a little cafe on Center street. I had chicken salad. Plus they graciously stayed open a little late so we could eat our sandwiches there instead of out in our car.
See all the wondrous photos from our trip here.
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