I am away being an extra set of hands right now but today I had a chance to get a nice walk in.
I wasn't sure where I was going, but I set off at a good clip. I saw a city cemetary. I do love a good explore in an old cemetery.
Two things I had never seen before: the family plots with the old names that I recognized from street signs and park signs all had little carved stone entrances. The middle of those plots contained huge monuments with the family name. The family was all laid to rest around the central marker. I don't remember ever seeing that kind of set up before.
The other amazing thing was that many of the tombstones of the women listed their maiden names which made it easy to connect the Kutzes to the Klines to the Denkels to the Schaeffers.
It was an interesting walk.
Probably the saddest stone: a married couple was buried side by side with the normal collection of dates. On the other side, four babies were buried. They had just one year for two of them, indicating to me that they had died shortly after birth. The other two had lived for a few months.
Four babies! It was sad enough on its own, but the saddest thing of all is that their oldest boy was buried between the married couple on the other side of that stone.
He had outlived his siblings, but died at 16.
I could not take pictures. My phone was (ironically) dead.