Lest you think this was a scheduled stop, let me explain. My husband and I have this (not sure how to describe it) tendency to visit cemeteries. Sometimes it is planned, sometimes it is just happenstance.
Happenstance would be the case for this visit. We were driving along the road and I saw the cemetery up on the hillside. Of course, the detour happened immediately.
It turned out to be an absolutely fascinating stop. It also helps explain how our two hour drive to City of the Rocks took about five hours before we actually arrived. :)
They even had the spot where all the old plastic flowers were disposed, just like the spot in Jensen I would scrounge through as a little girl with my aunt Elsie.