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Green (no relation) (probably)
Usually when I see cemeteries that are in disrepair, they’re little ones out in the country and I sort of feel like the relatives of the people buried there are themselves buried someplace and there’s no one left to take care of the place.
But this one? It was one of the most ragged cemeteries I’ve ever seen and it’s in Memphis, on Elvis Presley Boulevard. I noticed it because I was deliberately looking for non-shiny, non-touristy things along the fabled boulevard. And I’m not the only person who thinks it’s ragged: it’s got a one-star rating on Google.
Anyway, I don’t think the Greens buried here are related to me, but I don’t know that for sure.
Mt. Carmel Cemetery
Memphis, Tennessee
photographed 12.28.2021
Is faded glory still glory?
Here’s another image from my spur-of-the-moment project to document the seedier side of the Graceland neighborhood. This empty shopping center is directly across the street from the mansion.
Memphis, Tennessee
photographed 12.28.2021
the opposite of the expected
Memphis. I went to Memphis. I didn’t have an intention of going to see Graceland, because I don’t care.
But the last day there, I thought that perhaps a drive past Graceland might yield something that wasn’t Elvis-driven fanciness. And I was richly rewarded by this flea market.
And, also, I had this John Hiatt song in my head all day. Because that’s the way my head functions.
Elvis Presley Boulevard
Memphis, Tennessee
photographed 12.28.2021
One Day | One Image 