tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-41413945500590332402024-03-13T16:04:43.757-05:00The Living Come with Grassy TreadPictures of gravestones I find to be interesting, pretty, or in some way unusual from the cemeteries I visit.Elainehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02327035146397075274noreply@blogger.comBlogger147125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4141394550059033240.post-78259449818120985142023-04-01T12:00:00.016-05:002023-04-01T12:00:00.174-05:00Grave garden (April Fool's cemetery)<p> </p><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhNLdEL4lOG0SQztU6jKTs1c0Szi6bd3IuMYYPhAxwI9Ua7f_QsLe9fG-Zh-J-HO1_hiSYqkGFKHT41t6eUDYw36xJmDqU6imXwmr4T1jBiHFUiqv4ZxkAnEBkJV8ODne2IsfssARsGt4P1I5t6kgoeGhOBahY5apfOYzp5pR0L7oOto3KJNlIkrNJ2/s4160/IMG_20180330_160644.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="3120" data-original-width="4160" height="427" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhNLdEL4lOG0SQztU6jKTs1c0Szi6bd3IuMYYPhAxwI9Ua7f_QsLe9fG-Zh-J-HO1_hiSYqkGFKHT41t6eUDYw36xJmDqU6imXwmr4T1jBiHFUiqv4ZxkAnEBkJV8ODne2IsfssARsGt4P1I5t6kgoeGhOBahY5apfOYzp5pR0L7oOto3KJNlIkrNJ2/w569-h427/IMG_20180330_160644.jpg" width="569" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Taken at not a cemetery but the Antique Rose Emporium. </td></tr></tbody></table><p></p><p>Here, resting in pieces the broken pottery of flower pots. The markers, you'll notice, are uniquely crafted from shovel heads.<br /></p>Elainehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02327035146397075274noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4141394550059033240.post-23676355074225787592023-03-17T12:00:00.001-05:002023-03-17T12:00:00.182-05:00For St. Patrick's Day<p> This monument has it all: torches, a Celtic cross...<br /></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjNtBY4opfBP0mo-UbpYO-1UBFtPycwcJT4qEWRiJa5AAUqYrcGDDAbj1MgQxCosFbCF-5_2E8eBKN2DuoADVow4gttJsmDp7bXOvTKw_FxLXtbaGKT0GkOlZKEsPX_Nw2hzm4Zg52-oesIynR4bUks7f0s7KfMffVvHxbqVzxmiGK4GSYk4IKcrmcR/s4000/IMG_0391.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="3000" data-original-width="4000" height="240" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjNtBY4opfBP0mo-UbpYO-1UBFtPycwcJT4qEWRiJa5AAUqYrcGDDAbj1MgQxCosFbCF-5_2E8eBKN2DuoADVow4gttJsmDp7bXOvTKw_FxLXtbaGKT0GkOlZKEsPX_Nw2hzm4Zg52-oesIynR4bUks7f0s7KfMffVvHxbqVzxmiGK4GSYk4IKcrmcR/s320/IMG_0391.JPG" width="320" /></a></div>...biographic details...<br /><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgZ20cYU75vRDBJzK_pUyqSqdIZf42drJHhJG_inN098wvgsPFHJIdL8J_o_fQF_HZZI6xQmxRZyS2UGilFmbWSUedTG9n07--vdxdPPRvcNA2wYwj0GbYCHHMDiOyNopXi9G9AGJc-8ctlq6OtiJ4w4_TuPhm2sMya3-3njFDhJAvFBN9JpmbrLJWn/s4000/IMG_0393.JPG" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="4000" data-original-width="3000" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgZ20cYU75vRDBJzK_pUyqSqdIZf42drJHhJG_inN098wvgsPFHJIdL8J_o_fQF_HZZI6xQmxRZyS2UGilFmbWSUedTG9n07--vdxdPPRvcNA2wYwj0GbYCHHMDiOyNopXi9G9AGJc-8ctlq6OtiJ4w4_TuPhm2sMya3-3njFDhJAvFBN9JpmbrLJWn/s320/IMG_0393.JPG" width="240" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">John B. Killourhy <br />Born May 6, 1842<br />at the cliffs of Moher<br />County Clare<br />Ireland.<br />Died July 9, 1904.</td></tr></tbody></table><p></p><p>...an angel-harp...and so many shamrocks!<br /></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgv_jjKNhdqdjUwv_y8gHbFEs-IojGeYDqAdR4cneVQ2iYKjLv0BwsPH5wg0KfKqZnV0NJfWlOkKiTKawuvM66CHh0-cEbtgAr0PPrqKCQu0ItJYoNq9f3r2x1PLcjqoqnEkOp_WAGQ7oBA_H1ZcOWGwnPrnGyJNbTY7FPXBhs6Z-StTXR6vMsSgQn1/s4000/IMG_0392.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="3000" data-original-width="4000" height="240" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgv_jjKNhdqdjUwv_y8gHbFEs-IojGeYDqAdR4cneVQ2iYKjLv0BwsPH5wg0KfKqZnV0NJfWlOkKiTKawuvM66CHh0-cEbtgAr0PPrqKCQu0ItJYoNq9f3r2x1PLcjqoqnEkOp_WAGQ7oBA_H1ZcOWGwnPrnGyJNbTY7FPXBhs6Z-StTXR6vMsSgQn1/s320/IMG_0392.JPG" width="320" /></a></div><br /><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhkoh2QuIilJVp38qAX1Zy-eIyOp2genOtc2dYvbQ2xTD3WSloI7yZen64_e5w2jaeJzDdK0qJaT9xNiGikPaUknFcPTNxMrI0RrUwjwtsAJ9WFk4m65wwu4FG5ZloYahIYR1jtw2VvKSYeeSg5P9f1erKEGTTcU4J6UsE3bm9cwwdspWpTwSCHt8rh/s4000/IMG_0394.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="3000" data-original-width="4000" height="240" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhkoh2QuIilJVp38qAX1Zy-eIyOp2genOtc2dYvbQ2xTD3WSloI7yZen64_e5w2jaeJzDdK0qJaT9xNiGikPaUknFcPTNxMrI0RrUwjwtsAJ9WFk4m65wwu4FG5ZloYahIYR1jtw2VvKSYeeSg5P9f1erKEGTTcU4J6UsE3bm9cwwdspWpTwSCHt8rh/s320/IMG_0394.JPG" width="320" /></a></div><br /><p></p>Elainehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02327035146397075274noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4141394550059033240.post-67272014532675042422023-03-04T12:00:00.008-06:002023-03-04T12:00:00.186-06:00A good guy* (for Women's History Month)<p> Vir bonus cuius benevolentia in exemplum transiit.<br /><i>A good man whose benevolence has become an example.</i></p><p><i></i></p><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgrUpUx6g-rTe8zXQXanNTSw6MIc15juRXeH6XWrPMxf2WjAmUXyTgVHJtBzLXER8pyOc1mGXqzBzAo6MMzjleweyevWBWyZdUEfzg65S7TxtvoLrgQB_PK76bxb3rOkHqiRBqZOYtQjtDEqPjwMaTaHUu6NyLb-XJT8fAVOiSoH7-JU_bBGgaOPMRq/s4000/IMG_1139.JPG" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="4000" data-original-width="3000" height="483" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgrUpUx6g-rTe8zXQXanNTSw6MIc15juRXeH6XWrPMxf2WjAmUXyTgVHJtBzLXER8pyOc1mGXqzBzAo6MMzjleweyevWBWyZdUEfzg65S7TxtvoLrgQB_PK76bxb3rOkHqiRBqZOYtQjtDEqPjwMaTaHUu6NyLb-XJT8fAVOiSoH7-JU_bBGgaOPMRq/w362-h483/IMG_1139.JPG" width="362" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><i>To<br />the memory of<br />JACOB ADAMS,<br />The liberal founder of <br />"Adams Female Academy,"<br />the First endowed Literary<br />Institution established in<br />New England for the especial<br />benefit of females.<br />Born Jan. 14, 1785<br />Died Aug. 10, 1822<br /><br />Erected in grateful remembrance<br />by the Trustees of<br />A.F.A.</i></td></tr></tbody></table><i><br /> </i><p></p><p>According to the Mount Holyoke College Archives collection <a href="https://aspace.fivecolleges.edu/repositories/2/resources/190" target="_blank">description</a>:<br /></p><p><span class="note-content readmore expanded"></span></p><p><span class="less"></span></p><blockquote><span class="less">Adams
Female Academy opened in April of 1824. It was funded by a $4000
endowment from Jacob Adams in 1823. Located in Derry, New Hampshire, it
was one of the first academies in New England devoted solely to the
education of girls. Zilpah P. Grant (later Banister) was the first
principal and Mary Lyon was her assistant. The Academy had a high
reputation, attracting students from all over New England. The school
remained open until 1886, then it was<span class="elipses"></span></span><span class="more"> merged into the co-educational Derry School system in 1887.</span></blockquote><span class="more"></span><p></p><p></p><p></p><p>The <a href="https://www.nhhistory.org/object/267671/jacob-adams-estate-papers-1812-1823" target="_blank">collection scope</a> of New Hampshire Historical Society's collection of Adams' estate papers notes:</p><p><span class="ng-scope"></span></p><blockquote>Without family or heirs, Adams left approximately
four thousand dollars for the founding of the Adams Female Academy in
Derry, NH.</blockquote><p></p><p> </p><h3 style="text-align: left;">More:</h3><ul style="text-align: left;"><li>Nutfield Genealogy (blog): <a href="https://nutfieldgenealogy.blogspot.com/2010/03/adams-female-academy-1824-derry-new.html" target="_blank">Adams Female Academy, 1824</a></li><li>Derry News: <a href="https://www.derrynews.com/opinion/column-a-lesson-in-school-discipline-from-another-century/article_2b5828d7-c71f-50f3-8a91-b44f30b12763.html" target="_blank">Column: A lesson in school discipline from another century </a></li></ul><p> </p><p> </p><p>*with the natural caveat being, of course, that I know nothing about the guy's character, etc. Still, education for girls! Great! <br /></p>Elainehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02327035146397075274noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4141394550059033240.post-18294948083204277402022-11-24T10:00:00.027-06:002022-11-24T10:00:00.181-06:00Unthanksgiving Day<p> In honor of the Thanksgiving mythology (emphasis on the myth), the grave of Joc-O-Sot: The Walking Bear, a distinguished Sauk Chief, 1810-1844.<br /></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEguZIC9ZHB59To4yeFtlG94RuTlNTpDBEwXxu-KS262ONygbrq6XWGc6pDSjM2Y-XkAC_vHB8a_2XfvbH7kOgtvHwgVi8wQJ55zKxh_RaCvTUHwmYpYp4RYk4l4MHpV_gSstMbZji7SoEMp_4QAI6khjCJXExtkC8_RB2VzBXap0t1Crjw4GS5pViIX/s4160/20190413_163428.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="4160" data-original-width="3120" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEguZIC9ZHB59To4yeFtlG94RuTlNTpDBEwXxu-KS262ONygbrq6XWGc6pDSjM2Y-XkAC_vHB8a_2XfvbH7kOgtvHwgVi8wQJ55zKxh_RaCvTUHwmYpYp4RYk4l4MHpV_gSstMbZji7SoEMp_4QAI6khjCJXExtkC8_RB2VzBXap0t1Crjw4GS5pViIX/s320/20190413_163428.jpg" width="240" /></a></div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi4Ly2mljzmC3eXe642gSfu5caKJVlYOTBu_q5jf-_ZyUxcQo3C3w9oNmHMFtATr_JVpQyUx0eWpe6iZ6uPNp8p6jcsUkZ7Mz1AJgZRH9LvkFJoOaiXi240BKAS8ldb3ROiimcFdC_NbJx7ck-LEGhpPgPqY6OZdox8TK6qKsPTXzd42-GOOXZXBI72/s4160/20190413_163447_HDR.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="4160" data-original-width="3120" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi4Ly2mljzmC3eXe642gSfu5caKJVlYOTBu_q5jf-_ZyUxcQo3C3w9oNmHMFtATr_JVpQyUx0eWpe6iZ6uPNp8p6jcsUkZ7Mz1AJgZRH9LvkFJoOaiXi240BKAS8ldb3ROiimcFdC_NbJx7ck-LEGhpPgPqY6OZdox8TK6qKsPTXzd42-GOOXZXBI72/s320/20190413_163447_HDR.jpg" width="240" /></a></div><br /><ul style="text-align: left;"><li><a href="https://www.wisconsinhistory.org/Records/Image/IM69157" target="_blank">Portrait</a></li><ul><li>"In June 1844, Joc-O-Sot was received in audience by Queen Victoria.
Very much impressed by Joc-O-Sot, the queen commissioned a portrait of
him by her royal lithographers, Day and Hague." - per Case Western <a href="https://case.edu/ech/articles/j/joc-o-sot-or-walking-bear" target="_blank">biography </a></li></ul><li><a href="https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Joc-O-Sot" target="_blank">Wikipedia </a>for Joc-O-Sot </li><li><i>The Cincinnati Enquirer </i><a href="https://www.newspapers.com/clip/39706211/the-cincinnati-enquirer/" target="_blank">1844 clipping</a><br /></li></ul>Elainehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02327035146397075274noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4141394550059033240.post-67541619939890715542022-11-05T12:00:00.001-05:002022-11-05T12:00:00.177-05:00At home<p>A couple cozy, homey scenes. <br /></p><p>From Metairie Cemetery, New Orleans:</p><p>You know she's wearing a cardigan because the pocket is sagging with the weight of whatever's in there. Lovely details.<br /></p><p><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjmWAS8b850U7xHlBpFLAxbeJbVln1ZZtIQXGaSOLPFidHfegeSwlLMDkoVc2CEMJl1RhY2NVR2O0a7RmTfXbT0DJueNiAqDNYTG1vB4ukOA76CkVlJhkUlCr02d-owi7dDAizxluAvzG0U28AiW34pm4ZBCvqxfuCp3EpDFatKqkL87QPSfhsT9Msg/s4000/IMG_0573.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="3000" data-original-width="4000" height="240" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjmWAS8b850U7xHlBpFLAxbeJbVln1ZZtIQXGaSOLPFidHfegeSwlLMDkoVc2CEMJl1RhY2NVR2O0a7RmTfXbT0DJueNiAqDNYTG1vB4ukOA76CkVlJhkUlCr02d-owi7dDAizxluAvzG0U28AiW34pm4ZBCvqxfuCp3EpDFatKqkL87QPSfhsT9Msg/s320/IMG_0573.JPG" width="320" /> </a></td><td style="text-align: center;"> </td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Bottinelli matriarch<br /></td></tr></tbody></table></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"></div><p>From Mt. Hope Cemetery in Vermont:</p><p>A couple going to bed for their eternal rest. "Set me as a seal upon thine heart for love is strong as death." - Song of Songs, 8:6.<br /></p><p style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgt1oyCgjxabUwmPBtlreuBmwdnMr7kfozBlFCSc0PG3UxTNQyeQYLM82khEiX5k6opi0YEGCq_5eoNTVMZQbIdyfD2W4JqRInpydyUWmsxP--YzTByT0TYkZ2dMkV3tgl1INrLJzksR9cAI8-Mo4lCndpyNBUGyVGLwXQlEdSCq3M-xRtc_dUObq3R/s4000/IMG_1000.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="3000" data-original-width="4000" height="240" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgt1oyCgjxabUwmPBtlreuBmwdnMr7kfozBlFCSc0PG3UxTNQyeQYLM82khEiX5k6opi0YEGCq_5eoNTVMZQbIdyfD2W4JqRInpydyUWmsxP--YzTByT0TYkZ2dMkV3tgl1INrLJzksR9cAI8-Mo4lCndpyNBUGyVGLwXQlEdSCq3M-xRtc_dUObq3R/s320/IMG_1000.JPG" width="320" /></a></p><p><br /></p>Elainehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02327035146397075274noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4141394550059033240.post-59262391581252008202022-10-31T00:00:00.030-05:002022-10-31T00:00:00.175-05:00Happy death day to Hannah Emmons (Halloween bonus post)<p> <table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjC0SwpRE48ll4kGJp0SuxLOKrV5PakoFA_q9cFv-LeW5a7MAt38gx_hprt0DB9gYyFSz8Rv9RksC0QO-B7gvBPJO__Yhk5lGnVgnC8NTHc879Kp71JJEn6wImZN_8Wf438-nxgAtKx5M9VRJCcS8wiZ_tYI8JqTy65wxXw-OlFE4f_eddS0ekmFpcn/s1600/IMG_1796.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1200" data-original-width="1600" height="422" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjC0SwpRE48ll4kGJp0SuxLOKrV5PakoFA_q9cFv-LeW5a7MAt38gx_hprt0DB9gYyFSz8Rv9RksC0QO-B7gvBPJO__Yhk5lGnVgnC8NTHc879Kp71JJEn6wImZN_8Wf438-nxgAtKx5M9VRJCcS8wiZ_tYI8JqTy65wxXw-OlFE4f_eddS0ekmFpcn/w562-h422/IMG_1796.JPG" width="562" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Here lyes ye Body of Thomas <br />Emmons who Died May 24 <br />1731 in ye 29th Year of His Age. <br /><br />Alfo Here lyes ye Body of<br />Hannah Emmons Wife to Thos.<br />Emmons Who Died Octobr. 31<br />17[29 in ye 21st Year] of her Age<br /></td></tr></tbody></table></p><p>Bit of a bummer for Hannah to have died before her husband only to receive second billing on their gravestone <i>and </i>to be only named once while her husband is named twice in full! However, fantastic handwriting and fierce winged skulls.<br /></p>Elainehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02327035146397075274noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4141394550059033240.post-18453815383924382902022-10-01T12:00:00.001-05:002022-10-01T12:00:00.181-05:00Gorey vibes<p> Love this one -- it's well-preserved with crisp details and very striking. The simplicity and scale of the design makes it stand out even as a thumbnail, and it feels somehow more modern than its neighbors. It gives me Edward Gorey vibes -- and I'm <a href="https://www.flickr.com/photos/starycat/11118259785" target="_blank">not </a>the <a href="http://www.goldstarstudios.com/play/2012/08/16/edward-gorey/" target="_blank">only </a>one!<br /></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhK44KEFq72dN8Xzj0m0t322-bcMtr_WnZBuurec8qxatjKZmxY_xm89lS4nx3KWI0vObgRtAHjcbmUN8SN2tTwAPAR9IuuTNaIRQhUdE3vGvBxHvCo0wXQWKfzOVrgGOs22UksuUgF6T0m6YnJlteh31nHRzYDucYPNTFIYVPF81xTHGFi2rWgY-27/s1600/IMG_1791.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1600" data-original-width="1200" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhK44KEFq72dN8Xzj0m0t322-bcMtr_WnZBuurec8qxatjKZmxY_xm89lS4nx3KWI0vObgRtAHjcbmUN8SN2tTwAPAR9IuuTNaIRQhUdE3vGvBxHvCo0wXQWKfzOVrgGOs22UksuUgF6T0m6YnJlteh31nHRzYDucYPNTFIYVPF81xTHGFi2rWgY-27/s320/IMG_1791.JPG" width="240" /></a></div><br /><p style="text-align: center;">To <br />The Memory<br />of<br />JOHN HURD junr.<br />an officer in the late<br /><a href="https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Massachusetts_Line" target="_blank">Mafsa Line of the<br />Continental Army</a><br />obit 20th Augst.<br />1784<br />Ano. AEt. 24.<br /><br /><br />To this fad fhrine who ere thou are draw near<br />Here lies the Friend moft lov'd, the Son moft dear<br />Who ne'er knew Joy, but Friendfhip might divide<br />Or gave his Father Grief but when he died.<br /></p>Elainehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02327035146397075274noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4141394550059033240.post-14220049876327743152022-09-22T12:00:00.015-05:002022-09-22T12:00:00.177-05:00Happy autumn! (bonus post)<p> Finally, autumn. Shorter days, the harvest, death -- the best time of year. I've got for you a memento mori -- a winged hourglass, this time -- crossed by a cross and a scythe.<br /></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiXwTdntkK7W5P3dfseymzoL3C-NnqYOvFIZcUboR7ARSp8DjrVYShf6YrgYtOpi6JfSSywf8fohuYv8FCPmcUPh_nPfE2T8_Ir8oPJ2NiAiL8PqBntrZr8oQr5tSwGL6cOsNW68kaxzgJEglS9EY9NfXD4rsE4ayI1wXlONbSDLmKuKsbbuIhP8i25/s4000/IMG_0452.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="3000" data-original-width="4000" height="240" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiXwTdntkK7W5P3dfseymzoL3C-NnqYOvFIZcUboR7ARSp8DjrVYShf6YrgYtOpi6JfSSywf8fohuYv8FCPmcUPh_nPfE2T8_Ir8oPJ2NiAiL8PqBntrZr8oQr5tSwGL6cOsNW68kaxzgJEglS9EY9NfXD4rsE4ayI1wXlONbSDLmKuKsbbuIhP8i25/s320/IMG_0452.JPG" width="320" /></a></div><br /><p>From Greenwood Cemetery, New Orleans, LA, for William H. Preis. Died May 4, 1909, aged 57 years.<br /></p>Elainehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02327035146397075274noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4141394550059033240.post-37073646968243097102022-09-17T12:00:00.001-05:002022-09-17T12:00:00.180-05:00Angels with attitude<p> From Forest Hill Cemetery, New Derry, NH:</p><p>... a his-and-hers gravestone with two angels that seem unimpressed with visitors.<br /></p><p style="text-align: center;"> <a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg1Y-Spa-AMdb5LCqznUYzVDp6d0wldpfV_vwlImvwDWTKnrt4qJ9OaKRzlHXaFtemSHEGzyFDtuEMGht8ZgBhjYfRvmneJqmmp59j273KiRANtpf7TOgB07t5t6aGn7fT7dMlf7IFWQK9gcdmRRgHj86D9OOuxk-SmttHFzYqTEgM409LREimFICJw/s4000/IMG_1162.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="3000" data-original-width="4000" height="240" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg1Y-Spa-AMdb5LCqznUYzVDp6d0wldpfV_vwlImvwDWTKnrt4qJ9OaKRzlHXaFtemSHEGzyFDtuEMGht8ZgBhjYfRvmneJqmmp59j273KiRANtpf7TOgB07t5t6aGn7fT7dMlf7IFWQK9gcdmRRgHj86D9OOuxk-SmttHFzYqTEgM409LREimFICJw/s320/IMG_1162.JPG" width="320" /></a></p><p>From the Masonic Cemetery in Chappell Hill, TX:</p><p>... a softer, happier -- dare I say dopier? -- angel. <br /></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjJnYeuFOqPbplDCRSkNTwInFR4ax013yJlMnFYm93V7gs6LnvgJSl7Lgcuy_qrfNlPeQVHJs4GxjPWNQ_Y0-rnOTwgZt7nQd-e4TQmktRIOf3wIgdKH_6HbhZaIrwdQXoM-bdyk272XSS2XlsA4CrXrlfE_Nnm2f3GrhBrY4-nJHDVcd9z7Cr3T3UQ/s2048/IMG_2268.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1536" data-original-width="2048" height="240" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjJnYeuFOqPbplDCRSkNTwInFR4ax013yJlMnFYm93V7gs6LnvgJSl7Lgcuy_qrfNlPeQVHJs4GxjPWNQ_Y0-rnOTwgZt7nQd-e4TQmktRIOf3wIgdKH_6HbhZaIrwdQXoM-bdyk272XSS2XlsA4CrXrlfE_Nnm2f3GrhBrY4-nJHDVcd9z7Cr3T3UQ/s320/IMG_2268.JPG" width="320" /></a></div><br /><br /><p>From Pine Grove Cemetery in Brunswick, ME:</p><p>...I'm sure this is a look of quiet serenity but it gives me a side-eye vibe. <br /></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg3Ovh2pQBcZoMJt5Fc0aX9XRNxVzPBJ-T5UpXHPnDbXI_O__Qds4dTSYD3I0ErQaq8ruDYAzH3Y7hb2MJERi17_fHWdPbTu2YhxOcFSpbk42LS-zwWsdEGUN15Jr_9P3FcBjCUBQAuym-RUeEI5oG3KBgHXY6b-CCywFw0wvfvHG8YkWOIqcgtjCS-/s4160/20191014_102049.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="4160" data-original-width="3120" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg3Ovh2pQBcZoMJt5Fc0aX9XRNxVzPBJ-T5UpXHPnDbXI_O__Qds4dTSYD3I0ErQaq8ruDYAzH3Y7hb2MJERi17_fHWdPbTu2YhxOcFSpbk42LS-zwWsdEGUN15Jr_9P3FcBjCUBQAuym-RUeEI5oG3KBgHXY6b-CCywFw0wvfvHG8YkWOIqcgtjCS-/s320/20191014_102049.jpg" width="240" /></a></div><br /><p><br /></p><p> <br /></p>Elainehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02327035146397075274noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4141394550059033240.post-16771160795967651212022-09-10T12:00:00.010-05:002022-09-10T12:00:00.189-05:00Mexican-American War casualty<p> From Pine Grove Cemetery, Brunswick, ME:</p><br /><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiY7mpmV9di0uwIea8wply6dbJoBlwiTxaVZGqU34N8x9PLmgsEBlcJA70P1grYE1t70J73dnp26Pj6BgCF-DLtkOG1kTm4eEvPp2uImPb_pd1di9aVPuFiEMBbA5fLdm9bIIPpZjBvDQoRa5N-sg1gn2If0wv9JlXah6yQo4hmFmbVNGmcK10IeOD-/s4160/20191014_100810_HDR.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="4160" data-original-width="3120" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiY7mpmV9di0uwIea8wply6dbJoBlwiTxaVZGqU34N8x9PLmgsEBlcJA70P1grYE1t70J73dnp26Pj6BgCF-DLtkOG1kTm4eEvPp2uImPb_pd1di9aVPuFiEMBbA5fLdm9bIIPpZjBvDQoRa5N-sg1gn2If0wv9JlXah6yQo4hmFmbVNGmcK10IeOD-/s320/20191014_100810_HDR.jpg" width="240" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Moses Emery Merrill. <br />Capt. U.S.A. born Dec. 2, 1803: Graduated at West Point June 1826: Fell in battle, at <a href="https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Battle_of_Molino_del_Rey" target="_blank">Molino del Rey</a>, in Mexico. Sept. 8, 1847. son of Roger & Sarah Merrill.</td></tr></tbody></table><p><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgt5GVAS2R5Gs8x2_PSe1BpOJdhb3ZTfvnsUc8n0nPGPb9goIe9jQVUiDhjp1yOJBFv_2N1ZNzgkVQUti57_Bmvw8JJyr75uCL1m3CluveGXliOHtuNeKLiT3h7qtOdAuyGGuGpt1wSGZ4_FDQgUJbhPoKTKNR5zuy-76lj1tKGgjw2qvt3ZGXTWSPC/s4160/20191014_100801_HDR.jpg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="4160" data-original-width="3120" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgt5GVAS2R5Gs8x2_PSe1BpOJdhb3ZTfvnsUc8n0nPGPb9goIe9jQVUiDhjp1yOJBFv_2N1ZNzgkVQUti57_Bmvw8JJyr75uCL1m3CluveGXliOHtuNeKLiT3h7qtOdAuyGGuGpt1wSGZ4_FDQgUJbhPoKTKNR5zuy-76lj1tKGgjw2qvt3ZGXTWSPC/s320/20191014_100801_HDR.jpg" width="240" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Reverent toward God, just and generous, a brave soldier, a true Man. <br />Peace to his ashes.</td></tr></tbody></table><br /></p><p>He did apparently leave behind at least one son, who has a <a href="https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/William_Emery_Merrill" target="_blank">short Wikipedia article</a> about him summarizing, mainly, his Civil War service.<br /></p><p><br /></p>Elainehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02327035146397075274noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4141394550059033240.post-54950363553672299952022-09-02T12:00:00.002-05:002022-09-02T12:00:00.181-05:00Centenarian Obelisk<p> 150 years ago, Jacob G. Miller, soldier of 1812, died on Sept. 2 in the 100th year of his age. Good for him!<br /></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhOZkEyP3lrQ2-ItRXT-U-10oYyBW49bhtuHJ_rqscezElSIBUgSSdBJtjhzb2KALdeqKYCBwhlNMlJ8FgU7mVkEaIevk6DLA3kMswcjDypjG9Jioh3LUPp5qSzvFjJvD0qXrs96zDJSkhHvuiQwizHIAdPuJ27z53z0A28EfkHZ07aF1WQI6KoKcTw/s1600/IMG_0083.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1200" data-original-width="1600" height="240" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhOZkEyP3lrQ2-ItRXT-U-10oYyBW49bhtuHJ_rqscezElSIBUgSSdBJtjhzb2KALdeqKYCBwhlNMlJ8FgU7mVkEaIevk6DLA3kMswcjDypjG9Jioh3LUPp5qSzvFjJvD0qXrs96zDJSkhHvuiQwizHIAdPuJ27z53z0A28EfkHZ07aF1WQI6KoKcTw/s320/IMG_0083.JPG" width="320" /></a></div><p></p><p>This detail is near the base of a fairly detailed obelisk that sports an urn set in a little portico space, an anchor, some nice zig-zags, and the drapery around the mid-section has a delicate, almost lacy profile compared to the usual heavy-looking drapery we see.<br /></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi05vmUHY76dS8PwERaYgrxbSxQwMZ9E14crCoq6nElObVk8vWZNaBne6JARIBur7rftPcnPeiZr6TP2A8SxpTmwptnrLQt8J7PCl44vJ2ChkWKGS-SyeEiz6Mr_ybHnxetdTpKAK6CgbuwZQ-BGGTApx_d_ojPSZcI1YNS1uDtLRfujeL_GyrQ3y8a/s1600/IMG_0082.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1600" data-original-width="1200" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi05vmUHY76dS8PwERaYgrxbSxQwMZ9E14crCoq6nElObVk8vWZNaBne6JARIBur7rftPcnPeiZr6TP2A8SxpTmwptnrLQt8J7PCl44vJ2ChkWKGS-SyeEiz6Mr_ybHnxetdTpKAK6CgbuwZQ-BGGTApx_d_ojPSZcI1YNS1uDtLRfujeL_GyrQ3y8a/s320/IMG_0082.JPG" width="240" /></a></div><p>This marker also commemorates:</p><p>Mary Johnson, <br />Wife of Jacob G. Miller,<br />Died April 30, 1840,<br />Aged 80 years.</p><p>(And coincidentally, I'm drafting this post on April 30, 2022 - the 182nd anniversary of her death day.)<br /></p><p><br /></p>Elainehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02327035146397075274noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4141394550059033240.post-37624593773917710122022-08-27T12:00:00.001-05:002022-08-27T12:00:00.175-05:00Back to School Books<p> </p><p>From Metairie Cemetery, New Orleans:<br /></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiVUCgf7AYGqfEhP12iQDMGzidxVVB8FzjcJWbsd3OmgwlQWzp7BwYeEk781ijsJqv6YXvlYmLHXumC0iSLvx8pfdO07bOIE0U-4vUSYc06WgTOuDID8t-fmlyccUUnFcbTKO2BY1kfipayGzVvxAWszrjN0nxqNg19oavLoyPV-Rt_hgcrAV70La8X/s4000/IMG_0569.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="3000" data-original-width="4000" height="240" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiVUCgf7AYGqfEhP12iQDMGzidxVVB8FzjcJWbsd3OmgwlQWzp7BwYeEk781ijsJqv6YXvlYmLHXumC0iSLvx8pfdO07bOIE0U-4vUSYc06WgTOuDID8t-fmlyccUUnFcbTKO2BY1kfipayGzVvxAWszrjN0nxqNg19oavLoyPV-Rt_hgcrAV70La8X/s320/IMG_0569.JPG" width="320" /></a></div><br /><p></p><p>From Walnut Grove, Syracuse, New York:</p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhGqL69t0oezj18H0ypMjUzYgRw3TW8azmkLokvX4zmetpQP5BJl1BlRZ2Qna2QjHeZ1z79670J7DUmqmH6eTvGqqf7HOzPrtbuBzpuQKcnZ2XaQdY_b9aTV4WAiiUg0goAJEuBpL25fwG039r0detpEs2Hgln_cdWuzkGxar6dNWCZTHZMvqchcW1w/s1796/IMG_2777-001.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1233" data-original-width="1796" height="220" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhGqL69t0oezj18H0ypMjUzYgRw3TW8azmkLokvX4zmetpQP5BJl1BlRZ2Qna2QjHeZ1z79670J7DUmqmH6eTvGqqf7HOzPrtbuBzpuQKcnZ2XaQdY_b9aTV4WAiiUg0goAJEuBpL25fwG039r0detpEs2Hgln_cdWuzkGxar6dNWCZTHZMvqchcW1w/s320/IMG_2777-001.JPG" width="320" /></a></div><br /><p></p><p>From Greenwood Cemetery, New Orleans:</p><p style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhlDf5Se8pLeYb8WWLuQCe0uHq3Zn3nrkFmn-0TW9NuQ-pkvW3wdyQWEJo7I9ZHzDgFCkRJ7vBPps4UfvVi_UDC9XK2pKVCkCGdUhLHFAcQH-uF5-CYvZYtsgmEbd_fCUL2W104l6IMhe_8Ksje0uS0t425Xmg07j3XyPbQurmLixWCrXHWLlMZx2jK/s4000/IMG_0420.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="3000" data-original-width="4000" height="240" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhlDf5Se8pLeYb8WWLuQCe0uHq3Zn3nrkFmn-0TW9NuQ-pkvW3wdyQWEJo7I9ZHzDgFCkRJ7vBPps4UfvVi_UDC9XK2pKVCkCGdUhLHFAcQH-uF5-CYvZYtsgmEbd_fCUL2W104l6IMhe_8Ksje0uS0t425Xmg07j3XyPbQurmLixWCrXHWLlMZx2jK/s320/IMG_0420.JPG" width="320" /> </a></p><p style="text-align: left;"> </p><p style="text-align: left;">From Gibson Chapel Rural Cemetery, Cortland, NY:</p><p style="text-align: left;"></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgZn0mVgg4aMF1GlTWHjfRJJ2OXEfVoXGgCAaxyCvMToiC_w6S7XeSL0EsMZKZA0KLBvDb4JyHhjxsw4fRz1BCz7J_9TsLNAHmAcpyUOza16RquvYfuzTYINpEROfYoMVue1YrSFEf7uL9eP83PwxeP4GOykiZNiFsElh0rIXElmrMqUEc1NoFiaNBm/s1600/IMG_0097.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1600" data-original-width="1200" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgZn0mVgg4aMF1GlTWHjfRJJ2OXEfVoXGgCAaxyCvMToiC_w6S7XeSL0EsMZKZA0KLBvDb4JyHhjxsw4fRz1BCz7J_9TsLNAHmAcpyUOza16RquvYfuzTYINpEROfYoMVue1YrSFEf7uL9eP83PwxeP4GOykiZNiFsElh0rIXElmrMqUEc1NoFiaNBm/s320/IMG_0097.JPG" width="240" /></a></div><br /> <br /><p></p>Elainehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02327035146397075274noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4141394550059033240.post-88233483563721597452022-08-20T12:00:00.001-05:002022-08-20T12:00:00.182-05:00Pops of color/colorful equines<p> From South Onondaga Cemetery, Syracuse (-area), NY:</p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjEBh8GjMZZ7NfEhHjq7kmu9LHE-x7dS-_9EVzz_sel265CO8GdjRtfEKSHWk_MaEdWB6f81hdaqu1GMHqDALiYQpU3WMOlkY5-R-FXUJUa-yuc4D6BoPFzshTcxeLB5ZbLWIruk-d7nrtTafFzi6k3Bm7aLALdfv8t1QZT1b16WbbLUVn7lfOWrsDW/s1600/IMG_0394.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1200" data-original-width="1600" height="240" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjEBh8GjMZZ7NfEhHjq7kmu9LHE-x7dS-_9EVzz_sel265CO8GdjRtfEKSHWk_MaEdWB6f81hdaqu1GMHqDALiYQpU3WMOlkY5-R-FXUJUa-yuc4D6BoPFzshTcxeLB5ZbLWIruk-d7nrtTafFzi6k3Bm7aLALdfv8t1QZT1b16WbbLUVn7lfOWrsDW/s320/IMG_0394.JPG" width="320" /></a></div><br /><p><br /></p><p>From Greenwood Cemetery, New Orleans, LA:</p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjcjsBMdFhB_-BjSBvtraGF83w63hq40KNJRZsAHv-Ub9mGuaR__kgx99oa3yNqN5JLm-ajQuwRfNVEnOq_h-8cMkENDvcgUVKQW9-bZdycKhOgA-p8Q8nhPQw3hL8dnBebxDCjhtCElSVVJw8TJaOAGWNj-vDxuzAnuDF_GDbzecSxQnHSRi3FGeiI/s4000/IMG_0465.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="3000" data-original-width="4000" height="240" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjcjsBMdFhB_-BjSBvtraGF83w63hq40KNJRZsAHv-Ub9mGuaR__kgx99oa3yNqN5JLm-ajQuwRfNVEnOq_h-8cMkENDvcgUVKQW9-bZdycKhOgA-p8Q8nhPQw3hL8dnBebxDCjhtCElSVVJw8TJaOAGWNj-vDxuzAnuDF_GDbzecSxQnHSRi3FGeiI/s320/IMG_0465.JPG" width="320" /></a></div><br /><p><br /></p>Elainehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02327035146397075274noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4141394550059033240.post-18464120452517685382022-08-13T12:00:00.002-05:002022-08-13T12:00:00.178-05:00Some religious stained glass<p>From Rome Cemetery, Rome, NY:</p><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgA4OeNZFkSBo5e27XBUK8tuTqOEQq0WYAe0ldlBxQ9VJLFtG3dTEqN2UOTtw8V33OtmVVngsoPpT8MU4diiMwnvbEWrH7MS113tKptxEZWNysF_lGFY-7oRZtKVT5xk8WQN3hiHnG83QwpaMFdUsjxTnlp8R420drTvaBsYmf4NfBoIYdLzCgVZOVq/s3072/IMG_2517.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2304" data-original-width="3072" height="240" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgA4OeNZFkSBo5e27XBUK8tuTqOEQq0WYAe0ldlBxQ9VJLFtG3dTEqN2UOTtw8V33OtmVVngsoPpT8MU4diiMwnvbEWrH7MS113tKptxEZWNysF_lGFY-7oRZtKVT5xk8WQN3hiHnG83QwpaMFdUsjxTnlp8R420drTvaBsYmf4NfBoIYdLzCgVZOVq/s320/IMG_2517.JPG" width="320" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">90% sure this is the Good Samaritan<br /></td></tr></tbody></table><br /><p>The exterior:</p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjJ1ZWcsO0hgpzuGCoa6aeuW9TSc8bvE_ZwIi1Z--YsLFun5rudOZWOmah7BeaqjB0MARlYhVtn-ub5nDHizKNqafs184eVMYqXbi7NXF8es9WpKS2swmvjvPGjuH0269qfq00EMhIA24M_BwUrDXuE7GtNB3ZqHdhk0gCCZilicGV9szijzI9ZkZcr/s2048/IMG_2474.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1536" data-original-width="2048" height="240" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjJ1ZWcsO0hgpzuGCoa6aeuW9TSc8bvE_ZwIi1Z--YsLFun5rudOZWOmah7BeaqjB0MARlYhVtn-ub5nDHizKNqafs184eVMYqXbi7NXF8es9WpKS2swmvjvPGjuH0269qfq00EMhIA24M_BwUrDXuE7GtNB3ZqHdhk0gCCZilicGV9szijzI9ZkZcr/s320/IMG_2474.JPG" width="320" /></a></div><br /><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhg8k1jiTdLoA1ZCGg3yeqdtLcwsgYqfjcFfxLgzWwp9fhYag03Zmprl6b9QHgkev01gTP9WjgSDZ0nK8RlbSbUPmBI1GvtqxOSIN7j3RKlTjf13AnsuIAwGCuIOxTAi61sHWDDYJ-mnkP3F0-i9V3u71ITgSN3ALfRBIT5fizR3meXU2mtN8Ut0Oqq/s2048/IMG_2473.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1536" data-original-width="2048" height="240" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhg8k1jiTdLoA1ZCGg3yeqdtLcwsgYqfjcFfxLgzWwp9fhYag03Zmprl6b9QHgkev01gTP9WjgSDZ0nK8RlbSbUPmBI1GvtqxOSIN7j3RKlTjf13AnsuIAwGCuIOxTAi61sHWDDYJ-mnkP3F0-i9V3u71ITgSN3ALfRBIT5fizR3meXU2mtN8Ut0Oqq/s320/IMG_2473.JPG" width="320" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Note the stained glass set into the dormers.<br /></td></tr></tbody></table><br /><p><br /></p><p>From Metairie Cemetery, New Orleans, LA:</p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhb_NlB-w7OO0xS3NCRW9Mpn_VAFyMwKaDMGgV85FU59S2Tvpia8Fes7wSXh3n2sdXrd5KtWdkd-cROMg4QZ6IwkK6Dc7lQjhwAgU_tlZxzZhRV84ZHM_ErsseH9Ryw2XzTypMqDZr3w30i92PQoE3NG8JVejRRtbUpC70ephXz3vDnlPuJz3E0hFMv/s4000/IMG_0479.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="3000" data-original-width="4000" height="240" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhb_NlB-w7OO0xS3NCRW9Mpn_VAFyMwKaDMGgV85FU59S2Tvpia8Fes7wSXh3n2sdXrd5KtWdkd-cROMg4QZ6IwkK6Dc7lQjhwAgU_tlZxzZhRV84ZHM_ErsseH9Ryw2XzTypMqDZr3w30i92PQoE3NG8JVejRRtbUpC70ephXz3vDnlPuJz3E0hFMv/s320/IMG_0479.JPG" width="320" /></a></div><br /><p><br /></p>Elainehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02327035146397075274noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4141394550059033240.post-46413232061484459712022-08-06T12:00:00.018-05:002022-08-06T12:00:00.172-05:00Symbolism Maximalism<p> Fancy obelisk time, from Riverview Cemetery in Baldwinsville, NY:</p><p>Overall, typical obelisk. Got the draped tip and a wreath around it... <br /></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjJOGwRAlCcFtDcv0GLwGKS-vwn3f3cW_6K-u8fTL9Lou1-Kj3Nd9cwmtO5qYcIH8WIvlVxQ8svbnLS-r3_tzbkWDIPz2WzoesnqRb3aCrysTW2POf0ou2E-1q_7bZIHHPK8_kno58Zx6NJKerQuDGfpkwEqtv6WGJOPNVhjh8lfhJuHv1tsrzkol7l/s4000/IMG_0235.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="4000" data-original-width="3000" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjJOGwRAlCcFtDcv0GLwGKS-vwn3f3cW_6K-u8fTL9Lou1-Kj3Nd9cwmtO5qYcIH8WIvlVxQ8svbnLS-r3_tzbkWDIPz2WzoesnqRb3aCrysTW2POf0ou2E-1q_7bZIHHPK8_kno58Zx6NJKerQuDGfpkwEqtv6WGJOPNVhjh8lfhJuHv1tsrzkol7l/s320/IMG_0235.JPG" width="240" /></a></div><p></p><p>Rather than being for one person or family, this obelisk honors members of the Mohegan Lodge No. 33 of the International Order of Odd Fellows, instituted 1846. If you zoom in on the first picture, you'll see long lists of names (even a couple running onto the curved bit of the base).<br /></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgLtcOLE0ztA7E2HqE9cLKGvW5OHzzbmVgEnKaxHAgP4aWX2O_boeeweavYwExIkp8o0GFnwgLYzGRJQaVsiOb7xKcywIlRpO-lgxsB-ULY1d-WPbtjFR5EiN2vKxOFKnY2fF6fecLG1NA/s4000/IMG_0238.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="3000" data-original-width="4000" height="240" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgLtcOLE0ztA7E2HqE9cLKGvW5OHzzbmVgEnKaxHAgP4aWX2O_boeeweavYwExIkp8o0GFnwgLYzGRJQaVsiOb7xKcywIlRpO-lgxsB-ULY1d-WPbtjFR5EiN2vKxOFKnY2fF6fecLG1NA/s320/IMG_0238.JPG" width="320" /></a></div><br /><p>Appropriately, they went wild on including symbols on the different faces of this interstitial plinth.</p><ul style="text-align: left;"><li>Tent and crooks</li><li>the all-seeing eye</li><li>IOOF chain links</li></ul><p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjm8rJGpVZtsLRsDtCwUh5z2pRjEUZRCTY2xMY9po7KT4KpN0tWmMZcDW7a_gRQiYQ1V7rLREMpF1u5z-XBiBqWizKyZkaIHJfhywHmsD-dTe3uXOqIAPZb9z4k7tpqhGWpWg_x4WakvVJccCY4tQdgnPejj5QEu03GWM6nnxH7agYqzt7k93iqnNhI/s4000/IMG_0239.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="3000" data-original-width="4000" height="240" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjm8rJGpVZtsLRsDtCwUh5z2pRjEUZRCTY2xMY9po7KT4KpN0tWmMZcDW7a_gRQiYQ1V7rLREMpF1u5z-XBiBqWizKyZkaIHJfhywHmsD-dTe3uXOqIAPZb9z4k7tpqhGWpWg_x4WakvVJccCY4tQdgnPejj5QEu03GWM6nnxH7agYqzt7k93iqnNhI/s320/IMG_0239.JPG" width="320" /></a></div><p></p><ul style="text-align: left;"><li>a smokey urn (lamp?) on a pedestal [officially: altar of incense]<br /></li></ul><p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi1IJGSEuRr6as8FSA-_icuvXRMI_QFfqlbf_oBjdinF9Xfe6KprnMiwciKKPZNt8ZKo-hE-9eAkrHSfrYqV9TBv3d1SITLr0gj8fXNb18XWUQpFMa0OXHUKam8S5O36_nOuq4Jm4eoOH1Xn2RhcC93MUnmJsxw_S5rScptc43TeJGAi35X81M1RW-A/s4000/IMG_0240.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="3000" data-original-width="4000" height="240" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi1IJGSEuRr6as8FSA-_icuvXRMI_QFfqlbf_oBjdinF9Xfe6KprnMiwciKKPZNt8ZKo-hE-9eAkrHSfrYqV9TBv3d1SITLr0gj8fXNb18XWUQpFMa0OXHUKam8S5O36_nOuq4Jm4eoOH1Xn2RhcC93MUnmJsxw_S5rScptc43TeJGAi35X81M1RW-A/s320/IMG_0240.JPG" width="320" /></a></div><p></p><ul style="text-align: left;"><li>fasces with scales - this one seems to be a combo of the IOOF sword balancing scales + bundle of sticks (not fasces)<br /></li><li>bow with 3 arrows</li><li>clasped hands</li><li>mother and children<br /></li></ul><p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiweP9jSJsvx6EWNLuRL6Ihj8uJT3NJqI3-0ClybFQD8U3fE9MDyYxpzHohastgYFODekFeTJPQJ3QBIkVKj0BCLSjFiFcfEn7FzRPoXiRK2oVhnOjYP-6M0prbTIqP7ChiR6nWk80SJKHzyh88JKZ-gSby_MDhmMqGkLcHuBsvwDujOSACnWGzhS7k/s4000/IMG_0236.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="3000" data-original-width="4000" height="240" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiweP9jSJsvx6EWNLuRL6Ihj8uJT3NJqI3-0ClybFQD8U3fE9MDyYxpzHohastgYFODekFeTJPQJ3QBIkVKj0BCLSjFiFcfEn7FzRPoXiRK2oVhnOjYP-6M0prbTIqP7ChiR6nWk80SJKHzyh88JKZ-gSby_MDhmMqGkLcHuBsvwDujOSACnWGzhS7k/s320/IMG_0236.JPG" width="320" /></a></div><br /><p></p><ul style="text-align: left;"><li>3 chain links with axe</li><li>heart in hand</li><li>dove with olive branch</li><li>open book (a bible)</li></ul><p> </p><h4 style="text-align: left;">Learn about these symbols:</h4><ul style="text-align: left;"><li><i>Odd Fellowship: Its History and Manual</i> (1895) by Theodore A. Ross. Chapter 11 covers <a href="https://www.google.com/books/edition/Odd_Fellowship/CYgoAAAAYAAJ?hl=en&gbpv=1&printsec=frontcover" target="_blank">Emblems, Regalia, and Jewels</a>.<br /></li><li><a href="https://www.thestoryoftexas.com/discover/artifacts/independent-order-odd-fellows-tracing-board" target="_blank">Bullock Museum: Independent Order of Odd Fellows Tracing Board</a></li><ul><li>tent, heart in hand, chain links, sword and scale, bow and arrows, bundle of sticks</li></ul><li><a href="https://oddfellowsguide.com/2018/01/17/the-lost-symbols-of-odd-fellowship/" target="_blank">Off Fellows Guide: The Lost Symbols of Odd Fellowship</a><br /></li><ul><li>chain links with axe</li></ul><li><a href="https://www.wisconsinhistory.org/Records/Image/IM78121" target="_blank">Wisconsin Historical Society: Odd Fellows Poster</a></li><ul><li>dove, all-seeing eye, heart in hand, bible</li></ul><li><a href="https://iooftxgarland304.weebly.com/odd-fellow-art.html" target="_blank">Garland IOOF Lodge #304: Odd Fellow Art</a></li><ul><li>no explanatory notes, but offers a slideshow of historic posters and other art depicting symbols</li></ul></ul><p>Related:</p><ul style="text-align: left;"><li>Gravely Speaking <a href="https://gravelyspeaking.com/2012/11/25/odd-fellows-2/">post on an OOF cemetery gate</a> <br /></li></ul>Elainehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02327035146397075274noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4141394550059033240.post-81449488018513005402022-07-30T12:00:00.002-05:002022-08-01T12:54:58.063-05:00Run-over Parentheses (and bonus typo)<p>From the Old South Burying Ground in Connecticut: <br /></p><p>When the epitaph runs longer than the stone is wide... A consistent little stylistic touch on several stones to mark where a dangling line belonged to the previous.<br /></p><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjKRP_mjuRibT-kkpufq9N7WN6h3B2KgCOkRvgz4ALDt5hv4088WMYAVq_wPXoyBgrTu-0CKnKZYfsFyj995NylvEzMgpDx6BPi1y0ZkzIPTX2sfTC9QwF8NuhEmUaZGMO8r-iq_fOKNwqkQl3zglxwnuscX1QIaa4q84MH3UeGuGpHopv4GKw61Vf9/s4000/IMG_0818.JPG" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="4000" data-original-width="3000" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjKRP_mjuRibT-kkpufq9N7WN6h3B2KgCOkRvgz4ALDt5hv4088WMYAVq_wPXoyBgrTu-0CKnKZYfsFyj995NylvEzMgpDx6BPi1y0ZkzIPTX2sfTC9QwF8NuhEmUaZGMO8r-iq_fOKNwqkQl3zglxwnuscX1QIaa4q84MH3UeGuGpHopv4GKw61Vf9/s320/IMG_0818.JPG" width="240" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><i>In memory of Maj. Tubal Case. who died Jan. 7th 1822, in the 59th Year of his age. <br /><br />Come hither mortals turn ( thine eye, / Then go thy way prepare ( to die, / Consider then that die you ( must, / One day like me return to dust.</i></td></tr></tbody></table><p></p><p>His name does indeed seem to have been Tubal. The first round of searching for "Major Tubal Case" is... decidedly gynecological. He pops up on some ancestry sites, though, and is listed among Continental Army soldiers in this <a href="https://www.google.com/books/edition/History_of_Tolland_County_Connecticut_In/GoFuNsz4UYgC?hl=en&gbpv=1&dq=%22tubal+case%22+connecticut&pg=PA377&printsec=frontcover" target="_blank">History of Tolland County</a>. (There are some other amazing names in there, too: Amaziah, Jabez, Eliphalet, Eleazer... Seems like there used to be a lot more male names starting with E in circulation back in the day.)<br /></p><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhF6skVUqS3RHc5vUJaQyL75buCDqB9rL8IZ8dHFfJSPaVqw0YsrlyZKvrc9MY1IN8OgeQQe1KP05jocWg1dcqZxwyLN0vZiEZDXCrDlqcNG7ITwWFKvD-Qa8r33tX5TZDo0CNtGbQfEQTzjore1GXDkN7AqjXAEau3PhXrNdo3-YGhxTP4J8H-hftD/s4000/IMG_0791.JPG" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="4000" data-original-width="3000" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhF6skVUqS3RHc5vUJaQyL75buCDqB9rL8IZ8dHFfJSPaVqw0YsrlyZKvrc9MY1IN8OgeQQe1KP05jocWg1dcqZxwyLN0vZiEZDXCrDlqcNG7ITwWFKvD-Qa8r33tX5TZDo0CNtGbQfEQTzjore1GXDkN7AqjXAEau3PhXrNdo3-YGhxTP4J8H-hftD/s320/IMG_0791.JPG" width="240" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><i>Mrs. Rube Brewfter wife of Mr. Jeffe Brewfter died Nov. 28th 1796 in ye 42d Year of her age. <br />All you that come with (little care / Tthat </i>[sic] <i>walk away and ( leave me here / Oh dont forget that you [...]</i></td></tr></tbody></table><p></p><p>And yes, a typo! An actually typo and not just unexpected spelling. </p><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgxt9K6FOCs922A9L3mWaDF9zbuGearEQdixbpJ9NN2maTTvfhAWjDo9DARzIXvSC9MM8NTOd9DcwHJVAtDhcsJ734Szv78F252J-V86cAdjgVSUZUre3EcHf9piAMEKU53SPBiI2CiFa8AQg7s4M1QX2dH40q45nOYudoD7i0EqQeWl7tdbI-r9OoU/s679/Rube_tthat.PNG" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="503" data-original-width="679" height="237" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgxt9K6FOCs922A9L3mWaDF9zbuGearEQdixbpJ9NN2maTTvfhAWjDo9DARzIXvSC9MM8NTOd9DcwHJVAtDhcsJ734Szv78F252J-V86cAdjgVSUZUre3EcHf9piAMEKU53SPBiI2CiFa8AQg7s4M1QX2dH40q45nOYudoD7i0EqQeWl7tdbI-r9OoU/s320/Rube_tthat.PNG" width="320" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Bummer -- chiseling in a whole unnecessary extra letter.<br /></td></tr></tbody></table><br /><p><br /></p><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEihE-HtoyZNmLHPSr0Rsx-_y1QAXkKojTAk83Fc-cnYbr3ZqjydomtzNtQP9ca7mjbtqudfz9wExXy0uzjs1gZyZ9UixgRctZUsWu6UD9zMoeLHZmvpb7o3ySRLZ4a8_d0pOHwa3pR9Pacz_C3jRJ4Sd5CVOMkJ9VBZuub6iDfS23IwRlDhT1ZJmheu/s4000/IMG_0792.JPG" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="3000" data-original-width="4000" height="240" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEihE-HtoyZNmLHPSr0Rsx-_y1QAXkKojTAk83Fc-cnYbr3ZqjydomtzNtQP9ca7mjbtqudfz9wExXy0uzjs1gZyZ9UixgRctZUsWu6UD9zMoeLHZmvpb7o3ySRLZ4a8_d0pOHwa3pR9Pacz_C3jRJ4Sd5CVOMkJ9VBZuub6iDfS23IwRlDhT1ZJmheu/s320/IMG_0792.JPG" width="320" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><i>Mr. Elijah Wright died Dec. 23d 1802 in ye 73d Year of his age. <br />I yield my body to the ( dust / My foul to God that gave ( it first / And at the refurrection ( day / My God will raif3 my [...]</i></td></tr></tbody></table><br /><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh9tu6Bqk64ZQdA_MaN6m9WWAwTeJboGcu7h57Hn9dq6GEUSQj3C5paCPZ2UXkpuKautME_odzV_5R4kCjv4Fv93Q-E1UW0md8ji4E2w_pzXTIfhhWDIGYDsIhy-XUTagydbOyiH5eQbpsXiY_v3dOkU60ElOKYqdouve2nfg7EAdFU_fsFu-8E2l-n/s4000/IMG_0793.JPG" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="3000" data-original-width="4000" height="240" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh9tu6Bqk64ZQdA_MaN6m9WWAwTeJboGcu7h57Hn9dq6GEUSQj3C5paCPZ2UXkpuKautME_odzV_5R4kCjv4Fv93Q-E1UW0md8ji4E2w_pzXTIfhhWDIGYDsIhy-XUTagydbOyiH5eQbpsXiY_v3dOkU60ElOKYqdouve2nfg7EAdFU_fsFu-8E2l-n/s320/IMG_0793.JPG" width="320" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><i>Mrs. Temperance, wife of Mr. Elijah Wright, died April 2ed 1804 in ye 80th Year of her age. <br />Great God I own the ( fentence juft / And nature muft decay. I yield my Body to the ( duft, / To dwell with fellow clay.</i></td></tr></tbody></table><br /><p><br /></p><p>And from Forest Hill Cemetery in East Derry, New Hampshire,</p><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEibNOxpTUxCw-sPN964nLuPIly8H8LDUSzzU2qIqn0wGoJwRRDkwdSh36XiCQgORV4nw3oTQnU_UDdZGC1M0Zr4VsPFlY9nbvQ_rHIQa6ox7AeeLOECUS5EpezSzWU7Vc5t2052YcCLqSo7OmNDgGFF9UxPk7k1oKUBZ3_5qcjN34T1RL4nF1jzd31w/s4000/IMG_1150.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="3000" data-original-width="4000" height="240" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEibNOxpTUxCw-sPN964nLuPIly8H8LDUSzzU2qIqn0wGoJwRRDkwdSh36XiCQgORV4nw3oTQnU_UDdZGC1M0Zr4VsPFlY9nbvQ_rHIQa6ox7AeeLOECUS5EpezSzWU7Vc5t2052YcCLqSo7OmNDgGFF9UxPk7k1oKUBZ3_5qcjN34T1RL4nF1jzd31w/s320/IMG_1150.JPG" width="320" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><i>Here lies the Body of Mrs. Mary Crifty </i>[Cristy]<i> (wife of Mr. Jeffe Crifty) who departed this Life Decr ye 24th 1776 Aged 79 years.</i></td></tr></tbody></table><br /><p><br /></p>Elainehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02327035146397075274noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4141394550059033240.post-60430784422877258952022-07-16T12:00:00.025-05:002022-07-16T12:00:00.189-05:00Throwback symbol<p> This poor stone had seen better days when I visited it, but all the vital areas are still in tact. From Oak Grove Cemetery in Americus, GA:<br /></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi2T_uF4_zI05HrI7SzaBHqfDOKgjPNek9eHCCZuK5VBs_B1OOYCXAYzR12qzMVyNGDlCqL3hfFjrhA3jjEWNX1RDVMoAfezwyVxOiMPqZ_zZez1EPzlpoK79xVGsDGa3y0FgOFjT3XyUr0hAtqBy8sdHCynkLy-h-xWNIEuQcNMmrkeWwBhkdGlAVx/s4160/IMG_20170318_155524.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="4160" data-original-width="3120" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi2T_uF4_zI05HrI7SzaBHqfDOKgjPNek9eHCCZuK5VBs_B1OOYCXAYzR12qzMVyNGDlCqL3hfFjrhA3jjEWNX1RDVMoAfezwyVxOiMPqZ_zZez1EPzlpoK79xVGsDGa3y0FgOFjT3XyUr0hAtqBy8sdHCynkLy-h-xWNIEuQcNMmrkeWwBhkdGlAVx/s320/IMG_20170318_155524.jpg" width="240" /></a><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjSYErHjPw2ce3-SYDu8vjnyWwgg560PFdAoeNAuV5ITMpI-XiDjjxUbtY_vVP8KEnJhAJCTfyJJXgEp9zhctKwotBvTY05wqvyxY7kI7NR8PRxpKyr252sZeYzRoqSttfTnbCRYn4ZZAWsTtnSs6aTg9MVEgusjru9XhGZTWf7D_aQs9zB3tmT2ikl/s4160/IMG_20170318_155510.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="4160" data-original-width="3120" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjSYErHjPw2ce3-SYDu8vjnyWwgg560PFdAoeNAuV5ITMpI-XiDjjxUbtY_vVP8KEnJhAJCTfyJJXgEp9zhctKwotBvTY05wqvyxY7kI7NR8PRxpKyr252sZeYzRoqSttfTnbCRYn4ZZAWsTtnSs6aTg9MVEgusjru9XhGZTWf7D_aQs9zB3tmT2ikl/s320/IMG_20170318_155510.jpg" width="240" /></a></div><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><i>My Husband,</i><br /><i>MILTON A. BATTLE</i><br /><i>Died April 14th 1852</i><br /><i>Aged 31Yr 5Mo 22Da</i><br /></div><div> </div><div>Of note to me is the winged hourglass motif hanging in there to the 1850s. Would it have seemed a little old-fashioned at this point? I've got a 1909 example in my collection, but usually they crop up more in the 18th century. (There could be a northern vs southern distinction, perhaps...? 1909 was in Louisiana; this one is in Georgia.)<br /><p></p></div>Elainehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02327035146397075274noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4141394550059033240.post-17930288487528706622022-07-09T12:00:00.002-05:002022-07-09T12:00:00.173-05:00Blackout curtains, lost at sea - summer delights<p> Tasseled drapery is a very common motif in a certain era, but this pair manages to feel particularly closed off in its arrangement. (Note, too, how wife Fannie's stone is more petite compared to husband Richard's.)</p><p>Front/north view:<br /></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiu-U8c3cKogU4e76_FDzsoTqWx6gR1OpL2iSXYXt7Zxn6hMrJdawKsphJns_XDR24PBqWL7jY1V0wLCd5hIEU0KTwSFDWzH9Tg0cJqog5cKZkTc54XErkHaf9g6Q9uKrVg1GQO2deQslRc0QHy-hUUrYGEEMjCnGoHwbvGBOei1u4xGwOrHaMODd2t/s4160/20191014_102530.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="3120" data-original-width="4160" height="377" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiu-U8c3cKogU4e76_FDzsoTqWx6gR1OpL2iSXYXt7Zxn6hMrJdawKsphJns_XDR24PBqWL7jY1V0wLCd5hIEU0KTwSFDWzH9Tg0cJqog5cKZkTc54XErkHaf9g6Q9uKrVg1GQO2deQslRc0QHy-hUUrYGEEMjCnGoHwbvGBOei1u4xGwOrHaMODd2t/w503-h377/20191014_102530.jpg" width="503" /></a></div><p></p><p>Epitaphs (as transcribed in Cheetham, Donald, and Mark Cheetham. <i>Pine Grove Cemetery, Bath Road, Brunswick, Maine, Cumberland County</i>. Vol. 1, 2005. Richard's is pretty illegible to me.):</p><p>Richard's: <br /><i>Fanny, we meet to part no more<br />and bud of them shall not fall to the grave<br />without your father.</i><br /></p><p>Fannie's:<br /><i>But Fannie dear we'll meet again<br />for thy few sins have been forgiven<br />and thou hast gone with God to reign<br />an angel fair and bright in heaven.</i><br /></p><p>Side view:</p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgzGY_Rt5ryfb3q0CSqPjMGAL4yb9yBxdJLFg1g1OxUF0-0afxvfdo1gIvksk8S56eVvBtNMlbGT_75ZYo04dCrkvb3jIE7rFO1FdyFI73_gJYzqrw0QmRwujk_1cRN-5JJ2tldSnZXOSqFCyKtyRDTNCpXzV6bgqlc9Rp0NGHCpmgFaYfeSsr5xakt/s4160/20191014_102546_HDR.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="4160" data-original-width="3120" height="540" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgzGY_Rt5ryfb3q0CSqPjMGAL4yb9yBxdJLFg1g1OxUF0-0afxvfdo1gIvksk8S56eVvBtNMlbGT_75ZYo04dCrkvb3jIE7rFO1FdyFI73_gJYzqrw0QmRwujk_1cRN-5JJ2tldSnZXOSqFCyKtyRDTNCpXzV6bgqlc9Rp0NGHCpmgFaYfeSsr5xakt/w405-h540/20191014_102546_HDR.jpg" width="405" /></a></div><br /><p>Rear/south view is very plain but offers more details. The couple died about a year apart, both pretty young:<br /></p><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg8NYE8-ldPmLx4fEJkg8lcyyNLqRfTVEyO1p-pxU1n2Db3pyZlUGU7zLaKUqnnzfQYo4sqk-yGOd7x7LWr_ORPCNGEUclurdv-NSJZZSkbLA8OVOAvIipwtj98PutMTvgrEzu11Vd_Q6NQBqihM7U2UysaDeUvmel304JHJ_WwA6ya0xfRv1cIwvEI/s4160/20191014_102552.jpg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="3120" data-original-width="4160" height="297" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg8NYE8-ldPmLx4fEJkg8lcyyNLqRfTVEyO1p-pxU1n2Db3pyZlUGU7zLaKUqnnzfQYo4sqk-yGOd7x7LWr_ORPCNGEUclurdv-NSJZZSkbLA8OVOAvIipwtj98PutMTvgrEzu11Vd_Q6NQBqihM7U2UysaDeUvmel304JHJ_WwA6ya0xfRv1cIwvEI/w396-h297/20191014_102552.jpg" width="396" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><i>Fannie E.<br />Wife of<br />R. L. McManus<br />Died<br />Dec. 28, 1857.<br />Aged 18 yrs. 8 mos.<br /><br />R. L. McManus<br />Died<br />Dec. 7, 1858.<br />Aged 24 yrs, 10 mos, & 21 days</i></td></tr></tbody></table><br /><p>But look sharp! The obelisk to the far right from earlier in the family plot includes a "lost at sea" note (on the south face):<br /></p><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj-VBxboSv8vJKXEGlQy6sfpp8D1Hyy8CcqLKj-v9LlIxFxANDurib9rZ_qgc46I-y4t8NdCU-T-daKh8uBPex4UVnNylhWJht-tOWRxl10H-bEvB0BAUZuWL5J8cRxX6lLVzhzFVT4KI3cvrH9yXz5ubCEJfVCnKhmEohlwkllABwNkUrO06oYcH82/s943/McManus%20obelisk%20detail.PNG" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="608" data-original-width="943" height="206" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj-VBxboSv8vJKXEGlQy6sfpp8D1Hyy8CcqLKj-v9LlIxFxANDurib9rZ_qgc46I-y4t8NdCU-T-daKh8uBPex4UVnNylhWJht-tOWRxl10H-bEvB0BAUZuWL5J8cRxX6lLVzhzFVT4KI3cvrH9yXz5ubCEJfVCnKhmEohlwkllABwNkUrO06oYcH82/s320/McManus%20obelisk%20detail.PNG" width="320" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><i>Capt. <br />Richard McManus<br />Born April 1 1795,<br />Died Sept. 2 1875<br /><br /><br />Capt.<br />Nathaniel McManus<br />Lost at sea 1832 AEt. 35</i></td></tr></tbody></table><br /><p><br /></p>Elainehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02327035146397075274noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4141394550059033240.post-26735991605641314992022-07-02T12:00:00.001-05:002022-07-02T12:00:00.172-05:00Map for a passion<p> The headstone of Richard Remy Dixon and family includes a unique feature: a little grid map labeled: "<a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Algiers,_New_Orleans " target="_blank">Algiers</a>: The Heart of New Orleans."</p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiPSXlBEZGJpV-w_Xh0RwLwV-zLiGqP7Gcbrk6MxOIQfj81iq0yVTAtWQQoKqr3DKk6g21rePnyioBvFHNic9fC-V6gr_jdy-M2DeJzM9E8PuDSI3FERhnCEwIJQih6ZvVNF3NVCaK-nEcFPRYazNifvkecF3AzkUX-Y5c1mBpLyUc8xZQHsftJpl3l/s4000/IMG_0471.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="3000" data-original-width="4000" height="240" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiPSXlBEZGJpV-w_Xh0RwLwV-zLiGqP7Gcbrk6MxOIQfj81iq0yVTAtWQQoKqr3DKk6g21rePnyioBvFHNic9fC-V6gr_jdy-M2DeJzM9E8PuDSI3FERhnCEwIJQih6ZvVNF3NVCaK-nEcFPRYazNifvkecF3AzkUX-Y5c1mBpLyUc8xZQHsftJpl3l/s320/IMG_0471.JPG" width="320" /></a></div><br /><p>Perhaps a NOLA native would be more attuned to the name, but I had to Google. <a href="https://xula.contentdm.oclc.org/digital/collection/p16948coll16" target="_blank">Xavier University has a collection</a> of his papers, including an <a href="https://xula.contentdm.oclc.org/digital/collection/p16948coll16/id/268/" target="_blank">autobiographical sketch</a>.</p><p></p><blockquote>Dixon was a veteran, historian, writer, and civil service worker born in
New Orleans. He was an expert in Algiers history and served as Public
Relations Director to the New Orleans Recreation Department, the
Roosevelt Hotel, and the City of New Orleans. </blockquote>They've got the <a href="https://xula.contentdm.oclc.org/digital/collection/p16948coll16/id/46/rec/35" target="_blank">history book on Algiers</a> that he wrote digitized... and just for fun, a photo of <a href="https://xula.contentdm.oclc.org/digital/collection/p16948coll16/id/5/rec/3" target="_blank">Dixon in St. Patrick's day gear</a>.<br /><p></p>Elainehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02327035146397075274noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4141394550059033240.post-17792418165397208992022-06-25T12:00:00.024-05:002022-06-25T12:00:00.167-05:00Poetry<p> First post of summer! An epitaph poem that starts off with a call to the warm summer sun.<br /></p><p style="text-align: center;"><i>Warm summer sun shine kindly here. <br />Warm southern wind, blog softly here. <br />Green sod above, lie light, lie light. <br />Good night, dear heart, good night, <br /><span> </span><span> </span><span> </span><span> </span><span> </span><span> </span><span> </span><span> </span><span> </span>good night. </i><br /></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhQJr_86g_xP4bkE3nzYVr7hPlCmrQPPbPZ43vTvA4VUw_ya5thxhfJBvYxF-l2_NWhupX4Rhm9rL1uWZBgkSSlPO2SD7yx5L_0gB9V3ZGOQWvq32cWMPS5cc8gViXitczRRsCzEvk3BX70e5N58ZCqJlPXELtbYEJAiV4JhGY6TUwYKHbc1-kVYb_1/s1600/IMG_2123.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1200" data-original-width="1600" height="427" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhQJr_86g_xP4bkE3nzYVr7hPlCmrQPPbPZ43vTvA4VUw_ya5thxhfJBvYxF-l2_NWhupX4Rhm9rL1uWZBgkSSlPO2SD7yx5L_0gB9V3ZGOQWvq32cWMPS5cc8gViXitczRRsCzEvk3BX70e5N58ZCqJlPXELtbYEJAiV4JhGY6TUwYKHbc1-kVYb_1/w570-h427/IMG_2123.JPG" width="570" /></a></div><br /><p>Can a gravestone plagiarize? <a href="https://www.poetryfoundation.org/poems/46037/warm-summer-sun" target="_blank">Mark Twain</a>/Samuel Clemens' <a href="https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Susy_Clemens" target="_blank">epitaph for daughter Susy</a> who is buried in Elmira, NY. (Her stone apparently does <a href="https://marktwainstudies.com/elmira-composers-arrangement-of-clemens-family-poem-performed-at-mark-twain-house-by-hartford-chamber-ensemble/" target="_blank">give credit</a> to the original!)<br /></p>Elainehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02327035146397075274noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4141394550059033240.post-45289534320910881352022-06-18T12:00:00.024-05:002022-06-18T12:00:00.176-05:00Father's Day<p> An armchair (for napping in):</p><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhxBFghoYCwlEbmZc7Ubtc4NfCcpzqBuhFmyTlJSB-oS8wVjlcSmgmaRgxsgreir8-7PlripYzUxoQx7D-36mKW2NrEnxgo6VhkbT39_Yzw5-q9atHR32LzBafvXKKGZR1odg0FNuKVt91tDl2sVqjzwIKVhW49GhT0MYCR5j8iLAxQZT_EuUfmHCye/s4000/IMG_0977.JPG" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="3000" data-original-width="4000" height="333" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhxBFghoYCwlEbmZc7Ubtc4NfCcpzqBuhFmyTlJSB-oS8wVjlcSmgmaRgxsgreir8-7PlripYzUxoQx7D-36mKW2NrEnxgo6VhkbT39_Yzw5-q9atHR32LzBafvXKKGZR1odg0FNuKVt91tDl2sVqjzwIKVhW49GhT0MYCR5j8iLAxQZT_EuUfmHCye/w444-h333/IMG_0977.JPG" width="444" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Grapes are engraved on the chair arms!<br /></td></tr></tbody></table><br /><ul style="text-align: left;"><li><a href="https://www.facebook.com/rockofagesgranite/videos/after-a-hard-day-at-work-mr-bettini-would-come-home-sit-in-his-favorite-armchair/784170992397610/" target="_blank">Rock of Ages Facebook video/post</a> - "<span class="d2edcug0 hpfvmrgz qv66sw1b c1et5uql lr9zc1uh a8c37x1j fe6kdd0r mau55g9w c8b282yb keod5gw0 nxhoafnm aigsh9s9 d3f4x2em iv3no6db jq4qci2q a3bd9o3v b1v8xokw oo9gr5id" dir="auto">After
a hard day at work, Mr. Bettini would come home, sit in his favorite
armchair, have a glass of his wife's homemade wine and relax. ..."</span></li></ul><p><span class="d2edcug0 hpfvmrgz qv66sw1b c1et5uql lr9zc1uh a8c37x1j fe6kdd0r mau55g9w c8b282yb keod5gw0 nxhoafnm aigsh9s9 d3f4x2em iv3no6db jq4qci2q a3bd9o3v b1v8xokw oo9gr5id" dir="auto"> </span></p><p><span class="d2edcug0 hpfvmrgz qv66sw1b c1et5uql lr9zc1uh a8c37x1j fe6kdd0r mau55g9w c8b282yb keod5gw0 nxhoafnm aigsh9s9 d3f4x2em iv3no6db jq4qci2q a3bd9o3v b1v8xokw oo9gr5id" dir="auto">Related post: <a href="https://www.grassytread.com/2010/10/sit-back.html" target="_blank">Sit back</a> <br /></span></p>Elainehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02327035146397075274noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4141394550059033240.post-47865243664066512782022-06-14T12:00:00.007-05:002022-06-14T12:00:00.200-05:00"I pledge allegiance to my flag..."<p> Flag Day bonus post! Francis Bellamy, author of the pledge of allegiance, was a resident of Rome, NY, and his grave is well-advertised in Rome Cemetery. (Not particularly notable otherwise, other than being a pink granite for the flashy bit, though.)<br /></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjvzXzMMzDoXt8pSlaE1IowZ0TJUq0Aae3cugR_RRnMrlZT9FjuNEb-18P6JJfzQfHfpZR7C4MbPIu6rAVC14Kg6ewLx90O0Mrp_BoFywq0gw0Asdgs2RIjgvQ6iBC2IOnkHd3H8h7sKWYJgf2P8Y182-0H4lHGhU-RdoOUFz_CK6CmRa7Fsd8g_rbU/s2048/IMG_2482.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1536" data-original-width="2048" height="240" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjvzXzMMzDoXt8pSlaE1IowZ0TJUq0Aae3cugR_RRnMrlZT9FjuNEb-18P6JJfzQfHfpZR7C4MbPIu6rAVC14Kg6ewLx90O0Mrp_BoFywq0gw0Asdgs2RIjgvQ6iBC2IOnkHd3H8h7sKWYJgf2P8Y182-0H4lHGhU-RdoOUFz_CK6CmRa7Fsd8g_rbU/s320/IMG_2482.JPG" width="320" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEihfTkqPDmSIJpAOu5CLBYOkTeAy3GyVb2lXbELXq2Zzhe0nnybg3OfJ_Oe8ZQEoEe3gEXd2KNLqtGqPNXSwRHRUw4gZDPquQ0A2nJ6-HTGPNsmluELqIyVka7NkRRTZ0x8QZMmu5rB6kcgwbxb3SJpT3exi4GxCsZ-aKYiQ6EQLoZUwpmzCOjsqkZl/s2048/IMG_2476.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1536" data-original-width="2048" height="240" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEihfTkqPDmSIJpAOu5CLBYOkTeAy3GyVb2lXbELXq2Zzhe0nnybg3OfJ_Oe8ZQEoEe3gEXd2KNLqtGqPNXSwRHRUw4gZDPquQ0A2nJ6-HTGPNsmluELqIyVka7NkRRTZ0x8QZMmu5rB6kcgwbxb3SJpT3exi4GxCsZ-aKYiQ6EQLoZUwpmzCOjsqkZl/s320/IMG_2476.JPG" width="320" /></a></div><p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiwJV94Yq6n8BYTyVSs34ZIB2xMH3_DPgLWZFOEGsKL00ICp-pc1m39q5EddmJVxY8u8OmEjurCiay3DHzhCWR5ze94-y_2bVCcqYTE2LeZH5xTgWs9fPcbgbIzAymVKNGRhmvfW7O6z4TiIDfjdG0MYkr0zOjEvpay8NUU1cuRy-opwk3EBXm6v99f/s2048/IMG_2480.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2048" data-original-width="1536" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiwJV94Yq6n8BYTyVSs34ZIB2xMH3_DPgLWZFOEGsKL00ICp-pc1m39q5EddmJVxY8u8OmEjurCiay3DHzhCWR5ze94-y_2bVCcqYTE2LeZH5xTgWs9fPcbgbIzAymVKNGRhmvfW7O6z4TiIDfjdG0MYkr0zOjEvpay8NUU1cuRy-opwk3EBXm6v99f/s320/IMG_2480.JPG" width="240" /></a><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjTO_a5sM49VH8qTId9xbXg6OwPekpOKsQSlFWob-vpWBcSfV2ogbLwsHfvU4GecH0301OfYucPN7z1qxQYLusu62qDmN16ub2om2xIMwag2SZtfhSaLYNgJvKXKqZGDda-izIvwKtOJN4p2IUXOc33mpaPsxHi7mpwzDDm4f6xBAaDC_GtdeE6A-E7/s2048/IMG_2478.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1536" data-original-width="2048" height="240" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjTO_a5sM49VH8qTId9xbXg6OwPekpOKsQSlFWob-vpWBcSfV2ogbLwsHfvU4GecH0301OfYucPN7z1qxQYLusu62qDmN16ub2om2xIMwag2SZtfhSaLYNgJvKXKqZGDda-izIvwKtOJN4p2IUXOc33mpaPsxHi7mpwzDDm4f6xBAaDC_GtdeE6A-E7/s320/IMG_2478.JPG" width="320" /></a></div></div><p>"I pledge allegiance to my flag<br />and to the republic for which it stands<br />one nation indivisible,<br />with liberty and justice for all."</p><p>F. B.<br /></p><p></p><br />Elainehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02327035146397075274noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4141394550059033240.post-73012197566338909562022-06-11T12:00:00.012-05:002022-06-11T12:00:00.186-05:00Imagine hand-setting circular text<p> A two-fer headstone from Ticonderoga, NY, Streetroad Cemetery: husband and wife who died within a couple months of each other. Their marker is one slab, slightly scored down part of the center to divide the halves. What caught my eye was the circular way the man's name was written on the left, though the rest of the text is linear:<br /></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhCWViZ99_dAbH_lbET0WHVl-u1Sxt-tjAC304ZjThYmtK9tGnila2ApLr-1eaEtpDpS-1immBQijHYkb8T9cToOaXcIM070Dye5PUnG1LNSRr5r8i0hVUKwqmjFZFpi-4fFTE8d6KViKschensJSLPLYkX6YW4oOlBOYlHCcbGaBFAi7_vpZOmKwqW/s4160/IMG_20150930_183948_hdr.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="4160" data-original-width="3120" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhCWViZ99_dAbH_lbET0WHVl-u1Sxt-tjAC304ZjThYmtK9tGnila2ApLr-1eaEtpDpS-1immBQijHYkb8T9cToOaXcIM070Dye5PUnG1LNSRr5r8i0hVUKwqmjFZFpi-4fFTE8d6KViKschensJSLPLYkX6YW4oOlBOYlHCcbGaBFAi7_vpZOmKwqW/s320/IMG_20150930_183948_hdr.jpg" width="240" /></a></div><p></p><p><br /></p><p><i>ADAM HOVENDEN<br />Died<br />Nov. 11, 1856<br />AE. 48<br /><br />MARGARET<br />Wife of<br />A. HOVENDEN<br />DIED<br />Sept. 18, 1856<br />AE. 46</i><br /></p>Elainehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02327035146397075274noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4141394550059033240.post-8324345682787030612022-06-04T12:00:00.081-05:002022-06-04T12:00:00.194-05:00The Mystery of H.H.H. (Spoilers, research ahead)<p> I have this one tagged for the name (very alliterative) and for possibly having a typo/contraction. Er, two typos? A typo and a creative spelling?:</p><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhvY_dWe21uLeLZSgmoDj3114faL34pxCK8BRLkpnaRLRVNFb5_XDLroiI1_oOZCw0dBbwxYjpoJ0J7f5zJ18caDseuPzXxGvES7LPaLwdyqQxM5SRDidfuBjWH0buh2j2PKV0mXlHUeZnuhpVOWK2E9eMhjhMR0fQzypjOUtmTXgpWmV8MCESYrjoY/s3072/IMG_2569.JPG" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2304" data-original-width="3072" height="281" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhvY_dWe21uLeLZSgmoDj3114faL34pxCK8BRLkpnaRLRVNFb5_XDLroiI1_oOZCw0dBbwxYjpoJ0J7f5zJ18caDseuPzXxGvES7LPaLwdyqQxM5SRDidfuBjWH0buh2j2PKV0mXlHUeZnuhpVOWK2E9eMhjhMR0fQzypjOUtmTXgpWmV8MCESYrjoY/w375-h281/IMG_2569.JPG" width="375" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Hedwig Hermoine [sic] Handshke [sic] 1889-1918<br /></td></tr></tbody></table><p></p><p>Let me tell you, just doing a simple search was useless, as two-thirds of her name appear in Harry Potter! Even trying to -"harry potter" from Google results did not help to completely eliminate fanfics, and Forest Hill doesn't list all their residents.</p><p>Once this post gets crawled, it'll be the only result for "<a href="https://www.google.com/search?q=%22hedwig+hermoine+handshke%22&client=firefox-b-1-d&channel=tus5&biw=1600&bih=720&sxsrf=ALiCzsbQVlF3uTy9Nl4hQC_lUf1moYVzvA%3A1651376314765&ei=ugBuYqCoLuWFqtsPkLCNMA&ved=0ahUKEwig7YaVsL33AhXlgmoFHRBYAwYQ4dUDCA4&uact=5&oq=%22hedwig+hermoine+handshke%22&gs_lcp=Cgdnd3Mtd2l6EAMyBwgjELACECcyBwgjELACECcyBwgjELACECdKBAhBGAFKBAhGGABQzAVYzAVg_QdoAnAAeACAAWiIAWiSAQMwLjGYAQCgAQHAAQE&sclient=gws-wiz" target="_blank">hedwig hermoine handshke</a>." I'm sure that will drive ever so much traffic here!<br /></p><p>There are some few records for <a href="https://www.ancestry.com/name-origin?surname=handshke" target="_blank">Handshke</a> as a surname (as opposed to Handshake, which it resembles) -- and lo and behold, it looks like her name <i>is </i>spelled correctly!</p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgtYk-mE05emNibi9J1795AqlutII9s9sRfIcAoPY3mguydWw3pOU-qxmKdzgGxk-io08LBrqw2LGTCcONLYxvVeVQX2DVOttTh9a0dQUTyjyPOew0tIQw5EGtZE1HLakNOsjCGbvPAxiPk4-Qa3KbTxu3vr3xEvQMn7m1Y3Xh_HomXJo3tofn5teZc/s1618/Fullscreen%20capture%204302022%20104429%20PM.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="598" data-original-width="1618" height="220" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgtYk-mE05emNibi9J1795AqlutII9s9sRfIcAoPY3mguydWw3pOU-qxmKdzgGxk-io08LBrqw2LGTCcONLYxvVeVQX2DVOttTh9a0dQUTyjyPOew0tIQw5EGtZE1HLakNOsjCGbvPAxiPk4-Qa3KbTxu3vr3xEvQMn7m1Y3Xh_HomXJo3tofn5teZc/w598-h220/Fullscreen%20capture%204302022%20104429%20PM.jpg" width="598" /></a></div><br /><p>Based on the birth year, it seems she was nicknamed(?) Hattie, but her mother is listed as "Hermoine" so... I mean, really, there can't be a another family out there with this set of names. Surely not! (The 1930 census puts the name as Hermine or Hermene.)<br /></p><p>Fortunately, my library offers HeritageQuest, so I was able to actually read the 1910 census record. Her family were German immigrants. Hattie and her sister worked as a "saleslady" in her father's bakery (educated guess -- he was the proprietor of a bakery, so...). <br /></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjVnT4Mo9xwhD1kINwT92mwMCafCb8tgHUsdrG5yDgYEmXs7PDy1rQvNMwR4eN_sZOPf8ulXlYcOE0l8awsB6FaCpfJfFMzTBCDqTgU0N7WR5PX3OIg_ORXBPhGzn-iskzmDUypxJc0yWTNgUajiyhHjIhTTH5VSGe0Q2v_aZ8i4vl332NSoXwI9G6X/s1649/HHH-profession.PNG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="423" data-original-width="1649" height="82" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjVnT4Mo9xwhD1kINwT92mwMCafCb8tgHUsdrG5yDgYEmXs7PDy1rQvNMwR4eN_sZOPf8ulXlYcOE0l8awsB6FaCpfJfFMzTBCDqTgU0N7WR5PX3OIg_ORXBPhGzn-iskzmDUypxJc0yWTNgUajiyhHjIhTTH5VSGe0Q2v_aZ8i4vl332NSoXwI9G6X/s320/HHH-profession.PNG" width="320" /></a></div><p>They lived on Whitesboro St. in Utica Ward 9, Oneida, New York.</p><ul><li><a href="https://collections.leventhalmap.org/search/commonwealth:cj82kw55g" target="_blank">1920 Utica map showing wards</a></li><li><a href="https://www.loc.gov/item/2011593655/" target="_blank">1876 Utica map with shaded wards </a></li></ul><p> </p><p> I'm still stumped on finding an obituary, if she had one. That 1918 death date is tantalizing, of course -- she wasn't at all old and there was that little flu bug running around then... The 1920 census still has both her parents and sister living, however. (The father would die by the 1930 census, however and mother and remaining daughter
had moved over to Yorkville. Both of them disappear from the 1940
census.)</p><p> </p><p>Ah! I feel like I know so much and so little still. <br /></p>Elainehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02327035146397075274noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4141394550059033240.post-81290781760185186852022-05-28T12:00:00.005-05:002022-05-28T12:00:00.173-05:00Something old, something new<p> From Hope Cemetery in Barre, VT, where interesting graves are so plentiful it feels like cheating, pyramids (classic) and digital markers (new)!</p><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh7MiFY5AIM-PbfTD2AsiROzIdsN1OcNu3Mx8bgqK9-nTyz0yNV11RmzTPcbG3YWZ943u-rfiqPkMAG6tDkl-NsExeEeWH_PzneBlhgvgtfWj9bZCUXSgiwdrhtbSJWhboI0exz4j_8l4RfDX0znXURMrYH93uTiY51dTlNJ08xvDAhSdYihiDfAffU/s4000/IMG_0940.JPG" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="3000" data-original-width="4000" height="240" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh7MiFY5AIM-PbfTD2AsiROzIdsN1OcNu3Mx8bgqK9-nTyz0yNV11RmzTPcbG3YWZ943u-rfiqPkMAG6tDkl-NsExeEeWH_PzneBlhgvgtfWj9bZCUXSgiwdrhtbSJWhboI0exz4j_8l4RfDX0znXURMrYH93uTiY51dTlNJ08xvDAhSdYihiDfAffU/s320/IMG_0940.JPG" width="320" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><br /></td></tr></tbody></table><p>The four faces of the pyramid are numbered, and side 1 for each provides the names as thus:</p><p>If you met Daniel Morrell Vrooman (9-6-1938)/ Jane Elinor Vrooman (3-11-38) and forgot him/her, you have lost nothing: but if you met Jesus Christ and forgot him, and you have lost everything.<br /></p><p><br /></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhJYf0bAaZzG1KJp86kMcPzGy_s3azjbAiK0BIbQlux3DiMCg5ZdqtJJ7fbUfhqP380FaKmiaQCbCtKfxhK27Lqf-kEvr7K4I8Sbd1k6Z1T5N4qm74F-tD3Z4iV6wmP7aJssasqF9xzpp-jbP28rPDnfIlRcGJENvZEQ3biuj2WBq1730QHVM0Bzg8j/s4000/IMG_0948.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="3000" data-original-width="4000" height="240" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhJYf0bAaZzG1KJp86kMcPzGy_s3azjbAiK0BIbQlux3DiMCg5ZdqtJJ7fbUfhqP380FaKmiaQCbCtKfxhK27Lqf-kEvr7K4I8Sbd1k6Z1T5N4qm74F-tD3Z4iV6wmP7aJssasqF9xzpp-jbP28rPDnfIlRcGJENvZEQ3biuj2WBq1730QHVM0Bzg8j/s320/IMG_0948.JPG" width="320" /></a></div><br /><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiKlKO049CvtYSQxu5FvJJseQuzLYztLwhdjGcYPXyzCav7KtSdUHqw9HDxXxSdP-AxEJeekKI0B2Bfn8WIyFgdsxqdierANr9VJK5KCT362oUuJLTB2O81fmi5IuYXDzlw3u4lw3m741TS36YVargvFx7DN1dXuSmA2n8DUIZpwzRDTNkbpG4VUeob/s4000/IMG_0949.JPG" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="3000" data-original-width="4000" height="240" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiKlKO049CvtYSQxu5FvJJseQuzLYztLwhdjGcYPXyzCav7KtSdUHqw9HDxXxSdP-AxEJeekKI0B2Bfn8WIyFgdsxqdierANr9VJK5KCT362oUuJLTB2O81fmi5IuYXDzlw3u4lw3m741TS36YVargvFx7DN1dXuSmA2n8DUIZpwzRDTNkbpG4VUeob/s320/IMG_0949.JPG" width="320" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><i>We care so much for you that we left this message of hope. Read Dan's stone 2-4, read Jane's stone 2-4 to access the memory medallions. For more information, contact the cemetery office.</i></td></tr></tbody></table><br /><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiLERF-3dVdLjWzb27Mlt-i6uWgs2b-k7KQdIU-4g6t5f8mQOoCnLNzd0gwWfLXNl_Ij_fi0ZPaALKaCB8z5kvralU-94ln9Eaz4tbccUu7-eKNc4wfqW6plpqADEr_Qt_JBzOXXdyB220hp2GacNbitL6ANxzJv2Dvwrp9rzgOTQ7NVC-eywibPAYQ/s4000/IMG_0950.JPG" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="3000" data-original-width="4000" height="240" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiLERF-3dVdLjWzb27Mlt-i6uWgs2b-k7KQdIU-4g6t5f8mQOoCnLNzd0gwWfLXNl_Ij_fi0ZPaALKaCB8z5kvralU-94ln9Eaz4tbccUu7-eKNc4wfqW6plpqADEr_Qt_JBzOXXdyB220hp2GacNbitL6ANxzJv2Dvwrp9rzgOTQ7NVC-eywibPAYQ/s320/IMG_0950.JPG" width="320" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">The metal cover swivels to reveal a QR code.<br /></td></tr></tbody></table><br /><p><br /></p>Elainehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02327035146397075274noreply@blogger.com0