In 2004, thirty-five years after she died while a patient in a mental hospital in Las Vegas, New Mexico, Nana came to her granddaughter, Carol Wawrychuk, in a vision. "Take me home, Carol. Take me home." Little did Wawrychuk know those few words would take her on an odyssey that lasted two years and literally uncovered thousands of lost souls in a forgotten and eroding cemetery. Expecting to find a manicured cemetery with flowers and century...