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Caskets that had been unearthed by the surging Missouri River. The Missouri broke a levee on July 12, 1993, and scoured the cemetery, digging a deep hole and sending caskets bobbing downstream. The flood ruined 793 of the cemetery’s 1,576 graves, and searchers never confirmed recovering about 150 of them.
Photo credit: Jerry Naunheim Jr./Post-Dispatch
Holy shit
Davey Jones’ locker……(:
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