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Evelyn Locke Daly joins me today!!

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Evelyn first became fascinated with cemeteries when she was a young southern girl visiting her grandparents in the south shore area of Massachusetts. There was a small cemetery across from the Post Office. The dates on the stones were from the 17th and 18th Centuries. When she was seven years old she moved from her warm southern home to the extreme climates of New England. She lived in several places before settling in the Hilltowns of Western Massachusetts. In each of the small villages they lived, Evelyn and her brother would seek out the local cemetery and start exploring the dates and epitaphs. Her teenage years were spent mostly on horseback riding the back trials and lost roads of the rural “west”. There were dozens of small cemeteries dotting the back woods in the 10 to 15 miles radius she explored around her house with other friends on horseback. Not one would go unexplored. As a grown woman, she lived across from a large and old cemetery that had once been within the ramparts of the stockade built around the town to protect against the invasions of the local native inhabitants in the 1500’s. That cemetery was used by her and her then husband as a playground, educational facility, arboretum, and place to entertain company. One day when she was walking past the cemetery on her way to her office job, she saw the DPW workers pulling out riding mowers and weed whackers from the shed. Like a shot to the head, she realized that she too could get paid to work in a cemetery. Through a series of odd “coincidences” and estranged mutual relationships over the next two years, Evelyn became not only a cemetery worker, but the Superintendent of Cemeteries for a very dysfunctional town of closely related inhabitants. The horror and hilarity ensued for four years. Now in the process of ex-patrioting to Northern Vermont, Evelyn aspires to own and operate her own “green” cemetery and holds a license in Vermont to transport cadavers.