I have always loved walking through cemeteries and reading the inscriptions on the stones, so this is the perfect volunteer opportunity for me! I am more than willing to take pictures of headstones in my area, just ask! Feel free to copy any of my pictures for your own use.

I will gladly transfer any of my memorial who are not related to me, within FAG guidelines. Please use the edit tab for all requests and corrections/additions. If you are requesting a transfer, please state how you are related to the deceased.

Your tombstone stands among the rest
Neglected and alone
The name and date are chiseled out
On polished marble stone
It reaches out to all who care
It is too late to mourn
You did not know that I exist
You died and I was born
Yet each of us are cells of you
In flesh, in blood and bone
Our blood contracts and beats a pulse
Entirely not our own
Dear Ancestor, the place you filled
One hundred years ago
Spreads out among the ones you left
Who would have loved you so
I wonder if you lived and loved
I wonder if you knew
That someday I would find this spot
And come to visit you
Walter Butler Palmer

TO THOSE WHO SLEEP IN UNMARKED GRAVES:

We have searched diligently for your identity but too many times in vain.

You have a right to a stone with your name and dates marking the six feet of earth where you sleep.

Many of you once had stones, but time has taken its toll.

Your descendants live in faraway places or are no more.

The land has changed ownership many times.

The fences are gone and livestock wander your graves.

Grasping hands always wanting a few more feet of land, and now your gravesite is lost forever to a subdivision.

We know you were placed there by loving hands and broken hearts many years ago.

We know that you were happy; you were sad; you laughed; you cried; and that you loved.

We gaze in admiration when we find the tall cedar trees, the yellow buttercups, the blue periwinkle and the white bridal wreath blooming each spring for you, and in loyalty to the one who planted them there on your grave.

~~ Author Unknown

I have always loved walking through cemeteries and reading the inscriptions on the stones, so this is the perfect volunteer opportunity for me! I am more than willing to take pictures of headstones in my area, just ask! Feel free to copy any of my pictures for your own use.

I will gladly transfer any of my memorial who are not related to me, within FAG guidelines. Please use the edit tab for all requests and corrections/additions. If you are requesting a transfer, please state how you are related to the deceased.

Your tombstone stands among the rest
Neglected and alone
The name and date are chiseled out
On polished marble stone
It reaches out to all who care
It is too late to mourn
You did not know that I exist
You died and I was born
Yet each of us are cells of you
In flesh, in blood and bone
Our blood contracts and beats a pulse
Entirely not our own
Dear Ancestor, the place you filled
One hundred years ago
Spreads out among the ones you left
Who would have loved you so
I wonder if you lived and loved
I wonder if you knew
That someday I would find this spot
And come to visit you
Walter Butler Palmer

TO THOSE WHO SLEEP IN UNMARKED GRAVES:

We have searched diligently for your identity but too many times in vain.

You have a right to a stone with your name and dates marking the six feet of earth where you sleep.

Many of you once had stones, but time has taken its toll.

Your descendants live in faraway places or are no more.

The land has changed ownership many times.

The fences are gone and livestock wander your graves.

Grasping hands always wanting a few more feet of land, and now your gravesite is lost forever to a subdivision.

We know you were placed there by loving hands and broken hearts many years ago.

We know that you were happy; you were sad; you laughed; you cried; and that you loved.

We gaze in admiration when we find the tall cedar trees, the yellow buttercups, the blue periwinkle and the white bridal wreath blooming each spring for you, and in loyalty to the one who planted them there on your grave.

~~ Author Unknown