Savannah's Bonaventure Cemetery
Midnight in the Garden of Good and Evil? A visit to a Cemetery made famous by a book which was written about the eccentricities of the South, secrets, and lies, sounds like my family lol but when you survive an SCD sudden Cardiac Death and you experience an NDE Near Death Experience on June 3, 2017 and life has given you a second chance I never miss a chance to travel and see whatever might catch my fancy, and that's how I found myself in Savannah Georgia when traveling back from California to remove Jason Willitts as Trustee of the Shannon Falk Irrevocable Trust of 2014 and you want fiction. That's any trust created by a Willitts or a Falk and so why not swallow the lie slowly cross country and visit places that no trust ever created by a Willitts or a Falk was meant to have fun, travel or enjoy life. Be the contrarian and suck the marrow out of life everyday despite the lie and work for justice on the East. When it came to Savannah? I wanted to see the Spanish Moss something on my list of things to do before I die.
Shannon Falk
1/9/20213 min read
Don't tell anyone, but I was just about to get lost under the Spanish Moss
I explored Savannah GA in the middle of the day, a rainy day with so much Spanish Moss I ended up getting lost.
I tried to orient myself in the city using the bright shiny windows of a shop near where I had parked and a unique British Phone Booth
Streets of Savannah had something in common with Streets in London. Getting lost is easy, and frustrating.
When I had been looking for an hour? Not for my copy of the Book Midnight in the Garden of Good and Evil, but for my car I finally broke down nearly crying. That's a rarity for me, but I felt the same way I did when I rented a car in London twenty years ago.
"Where did you park?" The friendly cop asked, walking me from street to street. I wasn't looking at the address where I parked. I just wanted to go to the same store where the author of the book that made Savannah notorious hung out. How to explain the inner workings of a writer to a friendly cop-lol
Often times I find myself more obsessed with the author's crossovers into their fictions than the books themselves. In his 1996 Midnight of Garden of Good and Evil John Berendt once said "the only fictional character in the book is the narrator, me, until I catch up with myself midway through the book.
I felt like I was in town, and probably just this once, and so I guess I felt like I should buy the book? After reading a few pages? I felt that was enough. If a book doesn't grab me in the first 3 chapters? Why punish myself?
Reading a book should be an escape. From places like jails, prisons, and churches. I used books to escape my childhood. Nancy Drew got me through Catholic masses (I hid her in the scriptures) instead of reading an even more boring book, the Bible Lol
Once I found my car? I got why the cop didn't ask "which block with Spanish Moss" the whole city is under those trees, and besides all the "interesting" characters aren't buried in a book.
All the really interesting characters don't live on pages. They lay in Bonaventure Cemetery. Of course except for the "Bird Girl" Statue, which because of the book was removed from the cemetery.
You're killing me. I came to the town because I wanted to see the graveyard, but then you move the marker because the book was a New York Times best seller?
