Fayette's small burying grounds sit where the farms once were — a half acre of mown grass behind an iron gate, oaks at the corners, Parker Pond somewhere below through the trees. Forget-me-not Grave Site Care tends those lawns and the family lots within them, mowing close in and hand-trimming where no machine belongs. Late August is the quiet hour for it: grasshoppers in the tall grass at the fence line, the sound of the mower carrying a long way over the ridge. A lot kept clipped and cleared says plainly that someone still comes. Grass cut, edges neatened, clippings carried off — the plot ends up as tidy as the day the flowers were set down.