This should have been a Halloween episode but oh well. It’s no Treehouse of Horrors, but I love running through the cemetery near my house. It’s this lovely old Victorian boneyard with crumbly crypts and small hollows that seem like somewhere Gorey might have sketched.
And there’s history. That makes the nerd part of my brain (most of it) so happy. Frederick Douglass and Susan B Anthony are buried here.
Finally it’s quiet and neat. The groundskeepers keep it immaculate in the winter, which means I can always run here, even in the worst winter weather.
Of course I don’t run there at night. The gates are locked and that would just be creepy.