My friend, Josh, and I were out in Boston not too long ago visiting our friend, Rachel. While she went in to work on Friday, Josh and I walked the Freedom Trail, a three-mile red-bricked path through historic Boston starting in Boston Commons and ending on Bunker Hill.
Along the way, we stopped off at the historic Granary Cemetery, the second oldest in the city. Groundskeepers were hard at work mowing the grass. As we waited for a group of school children to clear out from around Paul Revere's gravestone, I inhaled and smiled.
"Few things make me feel more alive than the smell of fresh-cut cemetery grass," I said.
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