I finally made it down to Augusta to visit my grandmother’s grave. Upon arrival, I noticed the cemetery looked plain and dated with a chain link fence around it. We drove around until we found the grave between two pecan trees(which was nice since my grandmother loved pecans when she was alive). As we were standing by the family plot, I noticed a stray dog walking along the fence as if the cemetery was his home. I also did not see a building or anyplace for someone to work there, which makes me wonder if they ever close the gate. We put our flowers on the grave, and left my grandmother at her final resting place. Hopefully they will continue to keep the grounds clean.
Bee D.
Rating des Ortes: 3 Vallejo, CA
When my husbands grandmother passed away, we all went to Augusta for the funeral. From her modest home located one block from Dent’s Funeral Home, we went through town to Cedar Grove Cemetery. As we came upon a cemetery, I was surprised when the hearse kept past the huge towering gateway. I asked my husband what was going on as we continued around the block to a modest chain link fence. «Oh,» he says, «that was the white cemetery, we’re going to the black cemetery.» I was floored. Excuse me? Segregated cemeteries in 2005? Well, Ms. Pinkie(aka Callie Mae ;) is resting peacefully under the shade of a beautiful tree, in the«black» cemetery. I’m still outraged.