In Park City’s Glenwood Cemetery lies the town’s first music teacher, who listened to his own funeral concert through a telephone. Around him rest miners crushed in avalanches, children lost to illness, and families who never saw another spring. The light filters through the trees, exaggerating the stillness, as if time has thinned here like the living and the dead are only separated by a breath.
The Haunting History of Park City’s Glenwood Cemetery
In Park City’s Glenwood Cemetery lies the town’s first music teacher, who listened to his own funeral concert through a telephone. Around him rest miners crushed in avalanches, children lost to illness, and families who never saw another spring. The light filters through the trees, exaggerating the stillness, as if time has thinned here like…
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