Yesterday I went to the Arroyo Grande (Village) Car Show with my Mom. I can’t drive because of my epilepsy (well, I CAN drive but I won’t because it’s too unpredictable. Besides, the DMV people make it impossible) but despite my non-driver status I really like cars, especially classic cars.
The museum-esque ones were taken less than a block away from the car show at a local museum. The ones that struck me the most were the old gravestones carved into pieces of wood. One of them belonged to a three-year old. The last name is Branch which is one of the main street-names in town so I think he probably belonged to the family that is the street’s namesake.
Okay, it’s being lame. Won’t post them all. I’ll fix it later. Probably.