Walking around Timbered Island one day in the 1990s I spied something that didnât fit the landscape. When I was closer I saw a chain-link fence about armpit high enclosing a small rectangle.
I suspected as soon as I saw the shape and some plastic flowers stuck to the wire: I went straight up, looked down and saw what I expected.
It was a grave. I was elated.
If youâre a person who understands that reaction, you will enjoy Earle Layserâs new book, âJackson Holeâs Buried History: The Funerary Landscape Unearthed.â Layser, an amateur historian with several previous books, is a man who appreciates a good burial ground.