While taking some photographs in a very old burial ground behind a church in downtown Morristown, NJ, one-time Revolutionary War headquarters of then General George Washington, I made the acquaintance of a friendly gentleman. I only know him by his first name, Bill.
With this cemetery sitting on a rather hilly plot in the center of town, I was taken by surprise when, from behind a mound of earth, this fellow appeared. I am guessing by his initial reaction, he was as startled to see me as I was him. of course, for those of you who have seen my self-portraits here on RFF, there was also the sense that we were looking at similar characters, each of us with long beards.
Anyway, we had a nice conversation about some of the historical figures buried in this cemetery. Bill kindly allowed me to snap a few distinguished looking portraits.
As I was leaving, a pair of fellows with a commercial news video set up entered cemetery. Bill told me they had come to interview him. Before they reached the spot where he was standing, they stopped and briefly interviewed me, asking for my thoughts on death and afterlife. being an avowed atheist, I'm afraid I disappointed them with my theory about us returning to dust and not much else. I later discovered they were a crew from a religious organization, the Liquid Church. as I turned to watch them join my new friend, I noticed that he had a small suitcase he had stashed behind a headstone. Not wishing to invade his privacy, I didn't take a shot of that.
A strange afternoon walk for me.
