Hardly any tourists walk through the cemetery to the temple. Most stick iphones outside their car windows to record the mountains and keep driving forward, ever forward. On the way out, they look diligently forward to the next stop. But today, two men approached Lilith and me on foot. One exclaimed at the cute dog. When I told him she's named Lilith, he said "first wife of Eve!" While suggesting that he meant Adam, I said he was the first person to know that (or was he maybe the second?). Most people talk about _Frasier_, which made these two look as blankly at me as I look at the _Frasier_ watchers. (Note to self: watch _Frasier_.) They said they were from Traverse City, Michigan; the one guy pulled up his hand so he could show me where on the mitten that was. "Oh, I know where that is; I have a cousin who lives there. He's a curler. Bolo headed guy, really nice." They didn't know Dan Ladd by name, but suspected that a friend of theirs would know who he is. "A big island friend has a cousin who curls there, too," I added. Small world.
As Lilith and I walked away, I realized no one from Traverse City would know what "bolo head" means, even if I did wave my hand in a circle over my Cardinals cap as I said it.
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