I bought a piece of land in the mountains and hired an architect. His wife was a paleoanthropologist. We all surveyed the 4 acre plot. I got nervous when she discovered a corner of square flat land with a pile of old rocks and a dilapidated border. We discovered it was the graves of two of the original settlers from the 19th century. (God forbid if the interned were native Americans. The site would be a casino now.)
We contacted, with difficulty, the descendants of the two deceased. They were happy with our plan to build a permanent memorial fence and place a plaque on the site. I never told the city/county. They would want me to get a cemetery license!
I bought a piece of land in the mountains and hired an architect. His wife was a paleoanthropologist. We all surveyed the 4 acre plot. I got nervous when she discovered a corner of square flat land with a pile of old rocks and a dilapidated border. We discovered it was the graves of two of the original settlers from the 19th century. (God forbid if the interned were native Americans. The site would be a casino now.)
We contacted, with difficulty, the descendants of the two deceased. They were happy with our plan to build a permanent memorial fence and place a plaque on the site. I never told the city/county. They would want me to get a cemetery license!