persimmon
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I live on the site of an old plantation home and the owners of said plantation are buried in the side yard. Digging for bottles and Civil War artifacts means walking out the door and digging like crazy. Once, after digging around in the side yard where the graves are (but well away from them, no grave robbing from me, I swear) I jokingly told my digging partner we could dig down and take a peek at the master and mistress's coffins. Before my digging partner could reply, a pretty strong gust of very cold wind started blowing and blew for about ten seconds before it stopped. Now why is that so strange? It was June in Mississippi, and nothing is naturally cold in June in Mississippi, much less wind, and it was a hot, sunny, humid day without even an occasional breeze. After apologizing profusely to to the good gentleman and his wife, I wisely decided to avoid making jokes about them in the future.