News at Eleven: I put my cell phone number in the note.

I folded it into fourths, wrote the words "H.D. fans" on the outside and put it on her grave, holding it in place with one of the round red rocks already there.

About a week later I returned to the grave. My note had been moved, and it was now folded inside-out. The words -by now browned and blurred by the elements--were on the outside, but the note was in the same spot. But whoever saw my note never called.

from The Express-Times: Hilda Doolittle's Bethlehem grave at Nisky Hill Cemetery still gets visitors who leave shells. Who that is, and why, is a mystery

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