Mercer visits Sparta Cemetery

On a chilly Sunday afternoon, with the sun beginning to fade, Mercer decided he wanted to see some gravestones. He promised to protect Dad from the arms that might pop out of the ground. Luckily, we live near a great old cemetery, with stones dating back to the 1760's. We spent as much time as we could there before the cold became too biting, investigating the names on the stones and feeling the soft ground underfoot, presumably where zombies had recently unearthed themselves.