Upon visiting Grove Cemetery, the first cemetery I have actually taken the time to stop and wander through, I was struck by how the arrangements of the dead make an intense effort to resemble those of the living. The cemetery incorporates the pavement of a central road that diverts off into separate streets, each with their own typical middle-American name. Walking down one of these ‘neighborhoods’ you notice the fenced gates of family burial plots, with an obelisk containing all the names and dates of birth and burial for each respective family member. These plots bear strikingly familiarity to family households, often considered to be the most crucial aspect of the social structure of human beings. This leads to the point that structure continues
