Elmwood Cemetery

 We did get some good recommendations from the art gallery on eating and went to the Book Sellers.  Not only was this a fabulous book store with reasonable prices, but a great bistro that was serving brunch with things like crème brulee French toast.  How do you 

 choose in a place like this?  Had a great meal and succeeded in only buying one book which for us is a victory and I took John back to Rhodes, this time to get ready to give his own paper and commentary on another one.  Since my one time listening to his paper resulted in a horrible 

session, I don’t go to these anymore because I’m apparently bad luck.  Plus, I’ve read these papers several times by the time that they get to the conference.  I went on to see Elmwood Cemetery which is a historic landmark.  There were some raving reviews on Tripadvisor and I thought that I would have to return with John at some point, but it was not something that

 needs returning to.  It was very interesting to see the Confederate part of the cemetery where the last internment was in 1940 of a veteran.  There was the No Man’s Land in four quadrants of the cemetery where 5100 of the victims of yellow fever were buried in mass graves because they couldn’t keep up with the

 dead and the amount of ostentatious monuments for people was overwhelming.  I wasn’t able to get the tour guide because it was a Saturday and I got lost going to it and coming from it back into the city.  A word to the wise in Memphis, do not get on I-40 downtown at St. Jude’s because there is only one way to go and it is across the bridge to West Memphis in Arkansas.  So, I had a jaunt to 

Arkansas, getting lost in the really, REALLY bad part of Memphis with street walkers and boarded up drug houses, got to see the river from this section though with a barge pushing a huge amount of something up the river, and then finally reoriented myself in time to meet John as he was coming out of the last session.  So, day complete with an early night for a long push all the way home tomorrow.  We were taking bets on where the temperature would take the worse dip and we didn’t expect it with 50 miles of Memphis in Missouri.  I wanted to turn the car around then and say forget all the things that we have waiting for us at home because it is too cold to live there right now, but we came back….