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Decal on an old abandoned truck I came across.
Chloride Graveyard
On April 26, 2007 in
Some friends and I drove around northwest Arizona last weekend. Our first visit on the photo hunt was a small town named Chloride, AZ. It’s just off of US-93, between Las Vegas, NV and Kingman, AZ. Websites label Chloride a ghost town, but it’s still very populated.
We saw a sign for the Chloride cemetery while driving into the town. Greg has a penchant for the macabre, so the graveyard was our first stop.
I walked around the cemetery and read the gravestone inscriptions. There were quite a few from the last few months of 2006; it must have been a hard year for Chloride. But I couldn’t help but notice how many of the gravestones were for veterans of WW2—many for soldiers killed in action during the war, never ranking higher than private or PFC.
I guess I’d never really had a personal understanding of the true size of the war until then. It’s so big that it’s hard to relate to. But when you see a small town like Chloride, out in the middle of nowhere, disconnected from even the day to day life of most of the world… and you see that even this town had it’s population decimated by the war… well I guess it gives a bit more perspective.