Cemeteries are unique places in our lives. Some are beautiful, some are historic, and some are even entertaining. There is a quiet sadness about all cemeteries because they are the final resting places of our loved ones. We intend to post pictures here of cemeteries and head stones that are original photographs. We are looking for beauty, dignity, funny and above all something interesting. Feel free to comment and to contribute. We will provide a mail box if you want to contribute.

Monday, April 26, 2010

Accidental encounter

Many of the cemeteries that I have been to recently and have photographed have been accidental encounters. The cemetery here is located on a country road in Cheshire Connecticut. It is a very small cemetery and has some very old graves. I could do a thesis on the stones in this cemetery alone. For a small cemetery there seemed to be a great proportion of war veterans. This stone had been placed here to commemorate veterans of the American Revolutionary War.  Many of the stones were very old and some were terribly warn and weather damaged.
I found stones from the late 1700's and the one below is one that was still in relatively good condition. There were many others, but they were in very bad shape or very worn.

I did not find any of the markers from the Revolutionary War, but I did find several from the Civil War. This is only one of several. They all seemed to have survived the Civil war and died years later.
  For the first time I found a stone from a veteran of the Spanish American War!  This was a much smaller war and I feel that this was quite a find for such a small cemetery.
There was also a stone from a Veteran of the First World war that didn't come out well and interestingly several stones for people identified as  "foreigners."  There were two stones indicating the people buried there were born in England.  There were also several stones of veterans of the Second World war.
I found this cemetery by just riding by it.  I have been on that road many times and was kind of aware that there was a small cemetery, but this was the first time I had ever stopped to look.  One of the things that caught my eye this time was this grouping of flowers.  I am not sure whether they were wild or had been planted.  They were certainly strikingly beautiful.

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