Shortly after I arrived in the Twin Cities, I discovered the Lakewood Cemetery on the edge of Lake Calhoun in Minneapolis.  I've always had an odd attraction to cemeteries, but there's nothing like this in the tiny burg I hail from.  I was fascinated by the fact that the south end of Hennepin Avenue stops at its gates.  The place is like an outdoor museum.  And the names that fill it!   Pillsbury, Dayton and Wellstone.  Check it out!  If I were buried there, I'd want you to come and visit me.