I was in Morgan Hill on a Saturday morning recently, and had my art supplies with me, and was able to join some of my artist friends who had planned to paint at a local cemetery.  After the greetings, I found a spot a bit far from the others and set up under a tree to paint the "Guardian Angel" in the painting above.  I hadn't been painting very long, when I saw a pick-up truck pull up a little ways from me, and a man just sat in the truck for a little bit, then after a while, he went over to a tombstone and stood for a while.  As he was heading back to his truck, another car pulled up in front of him.  After the first man pulled away, the other man got out of the car and went to the same tombstone.  I didn't see them acknowledge each other, and I was curious who they both could have been visiting on a Saturday morning at the same time, and not act like they knew each other.  Of course, I was thinking, a husband and a lover, so after they were gone, I walked over to see who this person could be.  The photo above is the tombstone, and that's MY name.....spelled the same!  Of course, different first name, but when I saw that big old MYERS, I think my eyes must have almost popped out!
Things like this make me wonder if someone is saying "helloooooooo", ......or what......