Now, Dothan, as you can imagine is a small town. We passed farm after farm on the one road that appeared to exist. Finally, we stopped at the local post office. The post office lady (I have no idea what they are called) - after consulting with several other post office patrons - thank goodness there were some! - gave us directions to what she though was the general area of Dothan Cemetery.
And, after driving somewhat randomly in that direction, we did come across small Dothan cemetery. No farms, no people, not even cows in sight - it was remote to say the least. We were very excited to have found it! Without hesitation l I tromp out of the car, camera in hand to take pictures for posterity. My mother pauses and asks "Are you going to lock the car?" I stare blankly. "Well," she continues, "I mean, I'm leaving my purse inside."
Seriously!? We are in the middle of nowhere! Even the locals weren't sure how to get here, who would take your purse? I started laughing so hard that I think she just gave up the cause. But I know she would have felt a LOT better if I had actually locked the car. I got years, literally years, of teasing out of that one! Thanks for the memories mom!
I'm not sure I could find that cemetery again today - but I will try, hopefully with a daughter or two in tow ;)