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The Cemetery


Appropriate for the day…
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This old cemetery is about a mile north of my house. 

As you can see, this is a pretty old cemetery:
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Jericho’s famous resident, Snowflake Bentley, is buried here, but I have yet to come across his grave.

I really wonder abut this one:
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**My thoughts and prayers are with those so affected by the devastation of Sandy.

Comments

  1. I have a love hate relationship with cemeteries. They fascinate and frighten me. Not in a ghostly way, but a "we are not here fore an eternity" kind of way

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  2. Those are some really old graves! Glad you went in daylight -- too spooky at night!
    Peace,
    Muff

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  3. I really like graveyards. All that history.

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  4. Lots of history there. Don't you wonder what their stories are?

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  5. I love cemeteries. We have one that is old but still has room so it has a mix of old and new. Now days people are putting very creative images and lots of sentiments on their tombstones. Some of it is quite touching.

    The thing that got me with the older cemeteries is the number of infants that died. Some couples were quite persistent and had half dozen tiny markers side by side. Very sad.

    Addie sure beat the hell of Met Life's actuarial statistics.

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  6. Interesting stats for sure! I love walking around old cemeteries.

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  7. Old graves always amaze me. It just reminds us how life short really is. And the history, one can just wonder.

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  8. Our California cemetaries are not nearly as fun.

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  9. I think my first interest in history was sparked by the cemetery that we used to visit as a kid. So much though provoking stimuli.

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