A little girl once saw a grave, and never forgot it. "Fairy Jumper" said the stone, and as the girl grew to womanhood and other memories of other graveyards faded, that one little headstone stayed put, singular, however vague the surroundings had become.
A man once saw a grave, and wrote about it. "Fairy Jumper" said the stone, and he mentioned how the grave was tiny, and drew him to it. It had a little lamb and an inscription, and stood by itself in a far corner of a country cemetery in the hills of Mississippi, "alone and forlorn" as he described it, with no other Jumpers about.
I have never stood at that tiny grave, but as soon as I was told of the stone that says "Fairy Jumper", the little girl reached out over the miles and years to me, too. Of a sudden, I knew I had to find where she lay in blessed sleep.
Fairy was the daughter of J.W and Maud Jumper, who later moved out of Union County. Nobody named Jumper is buried anywhere else in the cemetery. It would seem that over the years other graves were placed near Fairy's, but her stone, with it's little lamb, still has no stone right beside it, no family near.
Many, many heartfelt thanks to rendovaJJ Coppinger, who posted this memorial. She told me of Fairy, of the memory that would not fade away. I am so honored that JJ then passed managership over to me, unasked. Thank You!!!! And a big thank you to the late Willie Morris, whose mention of Fairy's grave in his essay "A Love That Transcends Sadness" yielded the big clue that helped find Fairy's grave!
Thank you, AngelWings, for sponsoring our little Fairy's memorial!
Thank you, Lisa Engle Herdahl, for going to Bethel and getting the photos of our Fairy's grave!
A man once saw a grave, and wrote about it. "Fairy Jumper" said the stone, and he mentioned how the grave was tiny, and drew him to it. It had a little lamb and an inscription, and stood by itself in a far corner of a country cemetery in the hills of Mississippi, "alone and forlorn" as he described it, with no other Jumpers about.
I have never stood at that tiny grave, but as soon as I was told of the stone that says "Fairy Jumper", the little girl reached out over the miles and years to me, too. Of a sudden, I knew I had to find where she lay in blessed sleep.
Fairy was the daughter of J.W and Maud Jumper, who later moved out of Union County. Nobody named Jumper is buried anywhere else in the cemetery. It would seem that over the years other graves were placed near Fairy's, but her stone, with it's little lamb, still has no stone right beside it, no family near.
Many, many heartfelt thanks to rendovaJJ Coppinger, who posted this memorial. She told me of Fairy, of the memory that would not fade away. I am so honored that JJ then passed managership over to me, unasked. Thank You!!!! And a big thank you to the late Willie Morris, whose mention of Fairy's grave in his essay "A Love That Transcends Sadness" yielded the big clue that helped find Fairy's grave!
Thank you, AngelWings, for sponsoring our little Fairy's memorial!
Thank you, Lisa Engle Herdahl, for going to Bethel and getting the photos of our Fairy's grave!
A little girl once saw a grave, and never forgot it. "Fairy Jumper" said the stone, and as the girl grew to womanhood and other memories of other graveyards faded, that one little headstone stayed put, singular, however vague the surroundings had become.
A man once saw a grave, and wrote about it. "Fairy Jumper" said the stone, and he mentioned how the grave was tiny, and drew him to it. It had a little lamb and an inscription, and stood by itself in a far corner of a country cemetery in the hills of Mississippi, "alone and forlorn" as he described it, with no other Jumpers about.
I have never stood at that tiny grave, but as soon as I was told of the stone that says "Fairy Jumper", the little girl reached out over the miles and years to me, too. Of a sudden, I knew I had to find where she lay in blessed sleep.
Fairy was the daughter of J.W and Maud Jumper, who later moved out of Union County. Nobody named Jumper is buried anywhere else in the cemetery. It would seem that over the years other graves were placed near Fairy's, but her stone, with it's little lamb, still has no stone right beside it, no family near.
Many, many heartfelt thanks to rendovaJJ Coppinger, who posted this memorial. She told me of Fairy, of the memory that would not fade away. I am so honored that JJ then passed managership over to me, unasked. Thank You!!!! And a big thank you to the late Willie Morris, whose mention of Fairy's grave in his essay "A Love That Transcends Sadness" yielded the big clue that helped find Fairy's grave!
Thank you, AngelWings, for sponsoring our little Fairy's memorial!
Thank you, Lisa Engle Herdahl, for going to Bethel and getting the photos of our Fairy's grave!
A man once saw a grave, and wrote about it. "Fairy Jumper" said the stone, and he mentioned how the grave was tiny, and drew him to it. It had a little lamb and an inscription, and stood by itself in a far corner of a country cemetery in the hills of Mississippi, "alone and forlorn" as he described it, with no other Jumpers about.
I have never stood at that tiny grave, but as soon as I was told of the stone that says "Fairy Jumper", the little girl reached out over the miles and years to me, too. Of a sudden, I knew I had to find where she lay in blessed sleep.
Fairy was the daughter of J.W and Maud Jumper, who later moved out of Union County. Nobody named Jumper is buried anywhere else in the cemetery. It would seem that over the years other graves were placed near Fairy's, but her stone, with it's little lamb, still has no stone right beside it, no family near.
Many, many heartfelt thanks to rendovaJJ Coppinger, who posted this memorial. She told me of Fairy, of the memory that would not fade away. I am so honored that JJ then passed managership over to me, unasked. Thank You!!!! And a big thank you to the late Willie Morris, whose mention of Fairy's grave in his essay "A Love That Transcends Sadness" yielded the big clue that helped find Fairy's grave!
Thank you, AngelWings, for sponsoring our little Fairy's memorial!
Thank you, Lisa Engle Herdahl, for going to Bethel and getting the photos of our Fairy's grave!
Inscription
"A fairer bud of promise never bloomed."
