For my first actual photography excursion, I decided on a cemetery visit-- better walking in the muddy early part of spring. Map study led me to an early Jewish cemetery near the Port of Albany. It is in an area that's now a run-down industrial zone. There's no road or pull-off, so I parked along the fence of the business across the street. As I took my first pictures, I heard a call, and saw a woman walking across from the business. I was afraid either she wanted me to leave the cemetery or at least move my car-- but it turned out she was just excited to see someone else interested in the cemetery! So I had a companion while I explored! She was delightful and fascinating, and we chatted about a wide range of topics as we poked around.

One of the older stones, date of death 1880. There were older ones, I think the oldest I found was Died 1846.
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