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Richard Fell Squires

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Richard Fell Squires

Birth
Surrey, England
Death
12 Sep 1853 (aged 5)
Sweetwater County, Wyoming, USA
Burial
Burial Details Unknown. Specifically: Buried along the Mormon Trail Add to Map
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This stone is a Cenotaph.

Born in the hamlet of Putney, Surrey County. Immigrated with his parents to America in 1853.

An account of his passing was recorded in a Trail Journal kept by his mother:

"I am grieved to Say That we had The unspeakable grief of Loosing our Little Boy Richard who fell A Sleep on Monday The 12th of Sepr. 1853, about four miles This Side The dividing ridge at a place Called The Pacific Springs. His Spirit left his Body about 10 Minutes before three Oclock[.] we Burried him The next day at the place called little Sandy 27 Miles This side of dividing ridge on The South Side of The main road 8 miles from big Sandy—There is A Road on The left leading to The river, we Buried him between The forks of the two roads."

"WE'LL MEET AGAIN"

A blanket wraps your tiny form,
As if it's presence can make you warm.
We cannot stop our freezing tears,
Nor think of future, empty years.

Nor even take the time to grieve,
For we must surely take our leave.
The handcarts slowly move along;
We, among the tattered throng.

We trudge along, behind the carts;
Choking sobs, with broken hearts.
Blinding sleet now numbs our pain;
Our only hope, "We'll meet again".
...............~Shirleen C. Farley 2011
This stone is a Cenotaph.

Born in the hamlet of Putney, Surrey County. Immigrated with his parents to America in 1853.

An account of his passing was recorded in a Trail Journal kept by his mother:

"I am grieved to Say That we had The unspeakable grief of Loosing our Little Boy Richard who fell A Sleep on Monday The 12th of Sepr. 1853, about four miles This Side The dividing ridge at a place Called The Pacific Springs. His Spirit left his Body about 10 Minutes before three Oclock[.] we Burried him The next day at the place called little Sandy 27 Miles This side of dividing ridge on The South Side of The main road 8 miles from big Sandy—There is A Road on The left leading to The river, we Buried him between The forks of the two roads."

"WE'LL MEET AGAIN"

A blanket wraps your tiny form,
As if it's presence can make you warm.
We cannot stop our freezing tears,
Nor think of future, empty years.

Nor even take the time to grieve,
For we must surely take our leave.
The handcarts slowly move along;
We, among the tattered throng.

We trudge along, behind the carts;
Choking sobs, with broken hearts.
Blinding sleet now numbs our pain;
Our only hope, "We'll meet again".
...............~Shirleen C. Farley 2011

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