Browsing Old Cemeteries
A
truly happy person is one who can enjoy the scenery on a detour.
And,
one who can enjoy browsing old cemeteries...
Some
fascinating things on old tombstones!
Harry Edsel Smith of Albany,
New York :
Born 1903--Died 1942.
Looked up the elevator
shaft to see if the
car was on the way down. It
was.
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In a Thurmont, Maryland
, cemetery:
Here lies an Atheist, all
dressed up
and no place to go.
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On the
grave of Ezekial Aikle in
East Dalhousie
Cemetery , Nova Scotia :
Here lies Ezekial Aikle,
Age 102.
Only The Good Die Young.
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In a London
, England cemetery:
Here lies Ann Mann, Who
lived an old maid
but died an old Mann. Dec.
8, 1767
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In a Ribbesford, England
, cemetery:
Anna Wallace
The children of Israel
wanted bread, And
the Lord sent them
manna. Clark Wallace
wanted a wife, And the
Devil sent him Anna.
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In a Ruidoso, New
Mexico , cemetery:
Here lies Johnny Yeast...
Pardon him
for not rising.
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In a Uniontown, Pennsylvania
, cemetery:
Here lies the body of
Jonathan Blake.
Stepped on the gas instead
of the brake.
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In a Silver City,
Nevada, cemetery:
Here lays The Kid.
We planted him raw.
He was quick on the trigger
But slow on the draw.
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A lawyer's epitaph in England
:
Sir John Strange.
Here lies an honest lawyer,
and that is Strange.
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John Penny's epitaph in
the Wimborne,
England
, cemetery:
Reader, if cash thou art in want of any,
Dig 6 feet deep and thou
wilt find a Penny.
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In a cemetery in Hartscombe
, England :
On the 22nd of June, Jonathan
Fiddle went
out of tune.
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Anna Hopewell's grave
in Enosburg
Falls ,
Vermont :
Here lies the body of our
Anna,
Done to death by a banana.
It wasn't the fruit that
laid her low,
But the skin of the thing
that made her go.
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On a grave from the
1880s in Nantucket
,
Massachusetts
:
Under the sod and under the
trees,
Lies the body of Jonathan
Pease.
He is not here, there's
only the pod.
Pease went to God.
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In a cemetery in England
:
Remember man, as you walk by,
As you
are now, so
once was I
As I am now, so
shall you be.
Remember this and follow me.
To which
someone replied by writing on the tombstone:
To follow
you I'll not consent.
Until I
know which way you went.
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