Thursday, June 07, 2007

A Few Miles South of Franklin Indiana

Today I was shown this devided highway in rural Indiana. The Grave yard was relocated for this road all but good ole Nancy's. I have never seen a road sign like this or a grave in the middle of a road. Someone should open a nick nak shop and cash in....
JW




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At 10:58 PM , Blogger jungle jane said...

what a good idea - having people's graves at the exact spot that they died. I think this should happen all over the world as a fitting tribute to the dead.

 
At 3:31 AM , Blogger josh williams said...

JJ: I hold the patent on this idea, just applied so I guess patent is pending...

 
At 2:49 PM , Blogger josh williams said...

Quint: I'm not talkin' 'bout pleasure boatin' or day sailin'. I'm talkin' 'bout workin' for a livin'. I'm talkin' 'bout sharkin'!

 
At 3:52 PM , Blogger The Fool said...

Ha! You made me laugh, JJ, with your "mark 'em where they drop" notion. That opens up many interesting possibilities.

I love the street sign, Josh. I wonder how people interpret that on first sight?

 
At 4:14 PM , Blogger josh williams said...

Fool: I live about an hour away, worked on a project for a few years not 10 minutes time from this site and I have yet to find a person who knew of this site, other than the person who showed me, its odd. I wonder how many people since 1912 have been bleary eyed in the night and hit the grave? I saw where the graveyard was moved to, about a mile away, it looked like a graveyard. The sign, the only one I know of, I asked my guide how many times it had been stolen, she was quite and then calculated never. It would take a mathematician to figure out all the great great etc grand relatives, who by the time you hit Pocahontas ‘s generation great you may not want, people to know some of the people you are descended from. People only remember, Pocahontas? Then you do the math. Two parents, four grand parents, 8 great grandparents, 16 great, great 32 then 64 then 128, 256. 512, 1024, 2048 etc. You look close I bet there are some bad seeds in those genes when you do the math, but math…. Who needs it, just a bunch of do nothing numbers.

 
At 5:17 PM , Blogger ~d said...

what the HELL happened to your link on MY page!?
DAMN!
I gotta fix that like YESTERDAY!, Poppa!

 
At 5:32 PM , Blogger josh williams said...

~d: I dunno, my yahoo account was a no account as of today and it fixed itself...The same day I visited the grave...Cool beans, I suspect the events that took place a century ago caused my yahoo madness but then again, yes I think it did. The Earth is spinning on greased rails and if you need the location of this yahoo account snafu cure, just send money or...is this wrong? Yes it could be, send me things I could sell, that works and then all your wildest dreams will come true.

 
At 4:14 AM , Blogger ~d said...

HAHAHA!
YOU HAVE been LINKED!
ALL ALONG!
HAHAHA
~d ♥ JWW

 
At 4:20 AM , Blogger The Fool said...

G'morning Quint. A wonderful book..."The Solitaire Mystery" (Jostein Gaarder - who also wrote the philosophical masterpiece "Sophie's World) looks at the math that you note, and concludes that everyone is a lottery winner just by the fact of being born...because every one of those direct relatives survived every calamity possible: every war, pestilence, plague, natural disaster, and unnatural imaginable. Another couple of interesting bits about contemplating the "exponential" curve set in motion by such math...within 30 generations it's over 10,000,000 direct relatives - so, hoiw can we not be related? And also, how, and at what point does the math fail if we are all derived from two original human beings?

 
At 4:47 AM , Blogger Josh said...

~d:Man o man that was mean! I'm hoppin mad now. Peace JW

Fool: Thanks for the tip I'll have to read the book or both.I love this game. At one point you have more direct realatives than the population of the earth. Yes, we are all related to great people and monsters.

 
At 2:51 PM , Blogger zen wizard said...

Her favorite song in life was "Stuck in the Middle With You," so she wanted everyone to think of the song whenever they drove past her grave.

And, she felt, it would remind people not to steal cars, because the song was by Stealer's Wheel.

At the funeral ceremony, they had clowns to the left of her; jokers to the right.

 
At 5:06 PM , Blogger josh williams said...

zen: Very clever. Now I was thinking about this divided highway and how many accidents it has caused since 1912. I know several departed souls from my peer group who died on two lane roads with slight turns; this is not a slight turn. I would wager lives have been lost on this stretch of road, all for good intentions. So what does this all mean? I dunno, don’t build a road through a graveyard? Why did I never hear of this or anyone local know of this site less than an hour from my home. This could be the next wonder of the world and we are to blind to see? This was in the middle of nowhere and not a store selling key chains, fridge magnets, not even a dead corpse in the middle of the road hotel, stinkin' to high heaven,.Take whiff on me that ain’t no rose, roll up your windows and hold your nose, there is a dead corpse in the middle of the road stinkin' to high heaven.

 
At 11:36 PM , Blogger EBEZP said...

I've never seen anything like that before but I guess like JJ says it's a good idea, trouble is there's some stretches of road that would have so many graves on you wouldn't be able to see the road.

 
At 4:29 AM , Blogger josh williams said...

EBEZP: Lots of bridges, bet you could get some air off of them.Next would be bridges over bridges, roundabouts perhaps,I dont know this question is bigger than me.

 
At 6:53 PM , Blogger matty said...

Commander Josh! I got all confused just now! Had to delete my comment.

Anyway, I'm with Jungle Jane -- I like the idea of a grave or at least a marker where everyone dies. It would be most interesting and worrying!

I like it!

I had somehow lost the ability to access your blog, but I got you back on my blog roll!

Signing off,
matty

 
At 7:01 PM , Blogger josh williams said...

Matt: Not offline, just slow at posting. Very slow as in real slow. I have been forced to copy and paste movie dialog from IMDB for responses, me poor mind is toast.

Minstrel: [singing] Bravely bold Sir Robin rode forth from Camelot. He was not afraid to die, oh brave Sir Robin. He was not at all afraid to be killed in nasty ways, brave, brave, brave, brave Sir Robin. He was not in the least bit scared to be mashed into a pulp, or to have his eyes gouged out, and his elbows broken. To have his kneecaps split, and his body burned away, and his limbs all hacked and mangled, brave Sir Robin. His head smashed in and heart cut out, and his liver removed, and his bowels unplugged, and his nostrils raped and his bottom burned off and his penis...
Sir Robin: That's, uh, that's enough music for now, lads... looks like there's dirty work afoot.
Minstrel: [singing] Brave Sir Robin ran away...
Sir Robin: *No!*
Minstrel: [singing] bravely ran away away...
Sir Robin: *I didn't!*
Minstrel: [singing] When danger reared its ugly head, he bravely turned his tail and fled.
Sir Robin: *I never did!*
Minstrel: [singing] Yes, brave Sir Robin turned about, and valiantly, he chickened out.
Sir Robin: *Oh, you liars!*
Minstrel: [singing] Bravely taking to his feet, he beat a very brave retreat. A brave retreat by brave Sir Robin.

 
At 1:37 AM , Blogger R2K said...

: )

 
At 8:49 AM , Blogger zen wizard said...

Most people would not want a grave like this, because we call it, "The final RESTING PLACE."

The thought would be, "How could you 'rest' between two lanes of traffic?"

Of course, it is my understanding that there are a couple guys buried in Hoover Dam and other "busy places."

When you are deceased, you are of course gone, hopefully to heaven.

So it really does not matter what is done with your remains unless it is something that offends your family or demeans society as a whole.

For instance, I have heard that a forensic pathologist with the GBI has a skull he keeps full of jelly beans. If that is true, that is obviously an improper way to treat even unidentified remains.

 
At 10:49 AM , Blogger josh williams said...

r2k: Thanks dude.

Zen: I agree, I have already made arrangements to have my remains catapulted into the sunset, if someone finds my remains later I am to be catapulted again. etc.

 
At 3:52 PM , Blogger SleekPelt said...

Wow. When I die I want to be burned, but Josh, if you can somehow manage to get me a grave site in the middle of the Pacific Coastal Highway, say, around Big Sur, I may change my mind. I'd ghost-ride my days away eternally.

 
At 4:37 PM , Blogger ing said...

Oh, wow, count me in on the Big Sur death! There's a bench out in Big Sur with 4-20 carved all over it. That's where I think I'll lay my weary head.

 
At 5:00 PM , Blogger josh williams said...

sleekster: Just draw up the legal papers and I can help make it happen.

ing: Big Sur sure is pretty, a nice place to sitting on your bench all ghost like, chewing on a piece of grass watching the mortals struggle.

 
At 12:09 PM , Blogger Tanie said...

Yeah but what if Nancy craved peace and quiet and she now has a stream of vehicles thundering past her day and night...??? Aww you Americans eh.....

 
At 11:57 AM , Blogger Lee Ann said...

Just dropping in with a smile and hug to say hello!
~xo
Lee Ann

 
At 1:29 PM , Blogger josh williams said...

tanie: Blame her rube grandson, poor fella he had no idea what the future held.

lee aan: Very nice and thanks...

 
At 2:25 PM , Blogger euphorik6 said...

never mind the vehicles thundering past in the middle of the night - nancy should count her blessings. back in the 80s, drunk-ass henry-lee-summer-crankin hilljacks used to back their trucks up onto the grave & lay rubber on the concrete slabl. that site looks a lot nicer now than it did then, fer sure

 
At 4:28 PM , Blogger josh williams said...

eu: Curious, I amost ran over Henry Lee and his family when they lived in my neighborhood. They were walking down the middle of my street when I rounded the corner. Near miss and I was not speeding, they just were not that bright.

 

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