|Joseph Bolen Epperson and Bennie Eldridge Epperson|
I hope nobody found the above anecdote offensive. It wasn't meant to be, it's just that I find it much more amusing than my one other story associated with my grandparents burial plot. The other is that the first time I visited the cemetery was at my Papaw's funeral in 1995. Mamaw died in January 1989, three weeks after I left for a semester abroad in London; I was unable to fly home for her funeral.