This is the cemetery in which the City of Anderson formerly buried those who did not have the money for a private burial. The ironic thing is that, if you look through the trees, you have a glimpse of the cemetery that I posted photos from earlier: easily the most elaborate in Anderson. Incidentally, my great-grandmother is buried under one of those white crosses. This was something of which I was unaware until my mother saw the photo in a Journal entry I published on the site and informed me of the fact.