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Categories: #American-history, #Photography, Autumn, Blackstone Valley, History, Nature, photo


I love a good cemetary! Stopped my car yesterday to take a picture of one yesterday. I love to go to the one in which my Moms family is buried. My Great Grandfather buried his first and second wife in same plot and used same headstone for them. He is buried alone behind them.
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I guess I’m not the only crazy person 🙂
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I’m betting there are quite a few of us out there. It’s one of the first place I go when visiting my Dad. I sit with/on my Grandparents and enjoy the quiet.
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I have a story. The year I was fifteen, I was starting my senior year of high school (yes, I was a bit young). Early in the year, I found a non-malignant, but very large tumor at the base of my right leg. It had to be removed and a pin was put in to replace apiece of my fibula. I was on crutches for 7 months and could not go to school because there was no handicapped access. No elevators. I was assigned a home tudor and she hooked me up with another of her clients. She was schizophrenic, also an artist. She loved cemeteries. Preferably at night. One night, we went to see “Who’s afraid of Baby Jane?” and afterwards, she took me to the local cemetery and danced through it kissing the stones. It was … uh … a bit strange. But I developed a fascination with tombstones that has never left me. Especially up here in New England were we have so many very old ones.
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Very cool story and I understand your fascination.
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Ghoulies and ghosties and long legged beasties and things that go bump in the night 🙂
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As a little girl once observed, “Dead people under rocks..”.
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Indeed. Or not so dead. Depending on your particular beliefs 🙂
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lol I thought I was the only one who loved to take photos of old tombstones. My husband thinks I’m nuts so I don’t usually share them.
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Mine are usually greeted by my husband with a marked lack of enthusiasm. But we are not alone. There are other crazy photographers too. I even know a couple 🙂
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I will have to dig through my archive and maybe add a few to my photography page. I think they’re amazing little glimpses into history…more real than a genealogy page anyway.
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And some of the old inscriptions give real insight into a very different society!
On Sat, Jul 27, 2013 at 11:36 AM, SERENDIPITY
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Thanks for visiting my blog and commenting. Yes, the Hebrew title of my blog is based on the Isaiah text. What about your blog’s address “Teepee12?”
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I wrote a book (not exactly a best-seller) titled “The 12-foot Teepee.” I also built the aforementioned teepee myself. It finally got old and had to come down, but it was up and in use for 5 years. I miss it. So I memorialized it as my identity. I also lived in Israel for almost a decade, so I notice Hebrew. I don’t read it well … never did … but it reminds me of my years in Jerusalem.
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Wow! Good for you. I would like to visit Jerusalem some day too.
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I deam of it. It is a magical place, full of mysteries. Go if you have the opportunity.
On Sat, Jul 27, 2013 at 12:41 PM, SERENDIPITY
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If I recall correctly, I once visited a small cemetery in Princeton, MA, where right next to each other I saw a headstones that said:
Here lies
HEMAN
and his wife
SUBMIT
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Yes. Those old timey people had a strange sense of humor. Or maybe propriety.
On Sat, Jul 27, 2013 at 12:19 AM, SERENDIPITY
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