In Florida: A Life and Death Class

About 20 minutes outside Gainesville, Fla., stands an old country cemetery.

A motorist compelled by the urgent and forgettable business that seems to possess most people behind steering wheels could speed right past the six acres of oak ridge plots, as oblivious as a sinner out of Pilgrim's Progress. But if the wayfarer is inspired to take a sideways look, on certain balmy days he may glimpse a scene as astonishing as any vision by John Bunyan.

Under the live oaks, draped with Spanish moss, a small band of nine-and ten-year-olds scramble among the...

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