I have long loved cemetery crawling, a hobby that spawned from my interest in genealogy. Most genealogists would agree that growing family trees and transcribing tombstones go hand in hand. Over the years i have amassed a fairly impressive collection of tombstone pix (altho it is a mere pittance compared to other collections i have seen online). My hope for this blog is to share some of my photographs as well as create an interesting and helpful compendium of images, poetry, articles and links relating to cemeteries gleaned from miscellaneous sources. The internet is flooded with websites dedicated to cemeteries and the stones that stand within them. Consider this page my contribution to the deluge.
From the tombstone of William (1821-1898) and Amanda (1842-1917) Reese--Massillon Cemetery, Massillon, Ohio. Photo by LSPratt.
In a Disused Graveyard by Robert Frost
The living come with grassy tread
To read the gravestones on the hill;
The graveyard draws the living still,
But never anymore the dead.
The verses in it say and say:
"The ones who living come today
To read the stones and go away
Tomorrow dead will come to stay."
So sure of death the marbles rhyme,
Yet can't help marking all the time
How no one dead will seem to come.
What is it men are shrinking from?
It would be easy to be clever
And tell the stones:
Men hate to die
And have stopped dying now forever.
I think they would believe the lie.
Gravesite of Edgar Allan Poe, Baltimore, Maryland. Photo by LSPratt.
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