re: Forgotten Graves

I understand

Talking with the cemetery people... When they first built the cemetery everyone thought that they would remember who was buried where... After 100 years they found out they were wrong.

But.. Witht he internet and find a grave I was able to find my ggg grandpa who fought in the REvolutionary War... I had always heard the stories about him, but finding a grave after hearing stories all my life were 2 different things.

There was a WWII grave in my hometown G yard... I was always facinated by it and thought that I would ever know what he looked like... 50 years later and thanks to the internet I now have a picture.

Went to a funeral last week.Looking around at the headstones I was amazed at how many of them were people younger than me.

On my parternal side, I've visited everyone of my great grandfather's gravesites going all the way back to my great grandfather who landed in Louisiana in 1765. His is the only one where the gravesite is no longer visible as that old part of the cemetary is under the Mississippi River levee (the cemetary in St James). All of the others are in St Michael's in St Martinville, except my great grandfather who is in the catholic cemetary in Patterson.

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our family has been buried in the same grave since they came over from Ireland

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Must be one hell of a hole.

Yeah, Theodore Roosevelt’s first wife, who died on Valentine’s Day in 1884, on the same day and in the same house as Roosevelt’s mother.

Both of their graves are badly deteriorated, and you basically can’t read them anymore.

Meanwhile, the second Mrs. Roosevelt, who outlived her husband is in a well-maintained, well-marked grave along with Teddy.

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It has a lot of children and most of the death were in the late 1800 during one of the pandemics.

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I generally think cemeteries are silly but also think its important people walk through those particularly sad stones and can see in person how bad things were. You can stand there and imagine the pain that was going through the parents hearts 150 years ago in that very spot as the pastor was speaking. I'm don't claim any religion or been to church in 20 years but I imagine the only thing keeping those parents continuing to put one foot in front of the other was the hope one day they would be reunited with their children.

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Must be one hell of a hole.

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above ground in NOLA which means they’re all rotted real good from the moisture

I’d rather have my ashes thrown in a mountain stream than be put in a cemetery.

Found these in a forgotten section of graveyard years back



On the back of Isabella's tombstone.

"Isabella is dead a child as,
Sweet and fair,
As opening rosebud in the,
Morning air,
Round her pure urn let,
Darkest cypress wave,
Youth could not save her,
From an early grave."

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But when I die, and my children die, how many generations will pass before no one remembers me? I mean, how many of you know who your great great grandfather is?

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Do you visit the graves of all 8 great grandparents on both sides?