Monday, October 24, 2011

The Odd Fellows



The 'Odd Fellows' cemetery. What, pray tell, does this mean?

Do you have to be odd to get in? In that case the city planners had better pony up to buy more acreage because hello? Look around. We're all odd.

Is it only for fellows? Like a gentlemen's club of final resting places? Where do the odd ladies rest eternally? I looked around the neighboring blocks and never found the 'Odd Ladies' or the 'Married to an Odd Fellow' cemeteries.

Wait. I didn't look for an 'Even Stevens' cemetery. Mental head slap. Of course! Even Steven. That is so the opposite of odd fellows. Get it? Odd and even?

What if the whole town were divided into two groups and you were either an Odd Fellow or an Even Steven? Well, that would explain the vastness of the Odd Fellows graveyard. The odd people usually far outnumber anyone else in a crowd. And not many people can claim to be an Even Steven. Those standards are unusually rigid. You have to be even keeled and named Steven. Most Stevens I know are little hot heads.

Hmm … the Odd Fellows cemetery just may be a mystery for the ages. Pin It Now!

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