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"Many have filled unknown graves, far from home and kindred, with no kind friends to drop a tear or plant a sprig over their unmarked graves..." Pioneer Days in California, John Carr (1891)

~*~Info, obits, and photos welcome on any of my memorials! Just let me know so I can add info to my family tree if need be. And anyone is welcome to any of my photos!

~*~I'll transfer any memorial as long as they are not my relatives unless you are closer related than me.

~*~I do include the prefix "Mrs." on my memorials where they are given in older and even some newer obituaries. While some may not agree with these titles, they are very valuable in genealogical research. There's a reason this prefix was included (in most cases) and that was to indicate that she was married and/or a widow! Mrs. John Smith indicated she was married or widowed. Mrs. Jane Smith indicated she was divorced/or widowed, usually. I have seen instances where it was used for a married woman. A married woman, for example, who was known for her accomplishments in society may very well have been addressed or remembered as Mrs. Jane Smith or simply Jane Smith. "Miss" indicated a young lady/girl under 18, per rules of etiquette, which is seldom used anymore. This particular rule can give marital information that could be used in research if otherwise unknown...although it's complicated and confusing at times.
There are so many variables... but in official records, documents and obituaries the rules of etiquette were usually applied. Newspapers have notoriously been correct as far as rules of etiquette, except in cases where the writer had a satirical, and even prejudice/racist view. This was not uncommon in early newspapers.

~*~ Were there no God, we would be in this glorious world with grateful hearts, and no one to thank.
~Christina Rossetti

~*~ All this belongs to the past now. The old homestead has fallen into other hands, the old people sleep in their quiet graves, and their descendants are scattered. The brave old days are like a dream of the night, scarcely to be remembered in the realities of today.
~Reuben Davis, Recollections of Mississippi and Mississippians

~*~ My mother's people, the people who captured my imagination when I was growing up, were of the Deep South - emotional, changeable, touched with charisma and given to histrionic flourishes. They were courageous under tension and unexpectedly tough beneath their wild eccentricities, for they had an unusually close working agreement with God. They also had an unusually high quota of bulls**t. ~Willie Morris

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