Today I made my annual pilgrimage to the historic cemetery on Broadway in Galveston. In case you didn’t know it, the cemetery blooms bright yellow with wildflowers this time of year and it’s a sight to see.
I was a little hesitant to bring the dog, out of respect for the dead.
“But they might actually like dogs,” my friend pointed out. “They might be very excited that someone finally brought a dog. A dog is much more fun than the usual mourning stuff!”
And so, the dog came with. I must say she was on her best behavior. Also, I seriously doubt the dead are really there. I think they roam around freely. Everybody knows that. Especially on the Island. But if they chose to hang out at the Broadway cemetery today, I do hope they like Boston Terriers on leashes.
One of my fave memories from my eight years in Galveston. Just so delightful that they don’t mow them down! Glad you go see them each year.