Showing posts with label Cemeteries. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Cemeteries. Show all posts

Saturday, February 20, 2010

A Cemetery and Pork Chop Side Burns

May I just say that My Trendy Tykes, you're the best :) There's always cool things to do over at her blog. The other day she posted about Mama Kat's writing assignments. I can't get the link to open but maybe you'll have better luck.

Anyway, the assignment is to find a February photo from a previous year and tell a story about it. Wheee! Here we go!

So if you didn't already think I'm a freak...

Here's my random February photo. It was taken back in 2007. My husband and I had just met about two weeks before, and we were already taking our first over night trip. Well, us and two of his buddies. We were going on a cemetery hunting adventure down in southern Ohio, to find this tombstone. This is the grave of Elizabeth Linn McMillen, my great-great-great-great-great grandmother. She passed away in 1832 and is buried in the Old Burying Ground, Greenfield, Ohio. I love that her tombstone says "Hirs was a sudden call. No farewell given." I wonder what she passed away from. So sad. I hope she did not suffer. I know fire was one of the leading killers of women back in the day because their dresses would catch fire while cooking :( You can't see it in this photo, but her husband, who died in 1843, is buried next to her. His crypt is all busted up.

The super cool part is that my hubby's friend is an honest-to-goodness psychic and medium. He asked me if I wanted to know what William, Elizabeth's husband, looked like. Obviously I said yes! He said that he was not an attractive man with large "pork chop" styled sideburns. Hmm. I would love to find a photograph of him, but since they lived so long ago, I'm sure that will never happen!

Friday, May 22, 2009

An Eco Friendly Funeral?

I’m a cemetery buff. I admit it. You may think it’s weird, but it’s true. I love cemeteries and have ever since I was little. My grandma’s farm was right next to an abandoned one-room white church and small cemetery. My mom and I used to walk up to the cemetery and wander around looking at the graves. My dad used to mow the cemetery when he was younger. (Although this is where my dad’s ties with cemeteries end. My mom and I are working on him though!) Enter husband who also loves cemeteries, and you have the perfect family. For Mother’s Day, we went to a cemetery near my parents’ house that we had never been to before and saw some beautiful architecture, flowers, shrubs and graves (see below).

I ran across this website the other day, advertising an eco-friendly burial. It’s located just miles from where I grew up. I never knew such a thing existed. “What is it?” you ask. It’s a burial that doesn’t use a vault or embalming fluid, nor a tombstone. Everything is biodegradable. Basically it sounds like they just dig you a hole in the middle of a field or a forest, lower you in, and then cover you up with dirt.

Now don’t get me wrong. I love eco-friendly things. But as a traditional cemetery person, I just can’t jump on this bandwagon. I don’t like the idea of cremation either. I want to be laid in the ground and have a nice tombstone so my descendants can find me a couple hundred years from now. The genealogist in me just can’t imagine being buried without a marker.

What do you think? Yay or nay for eco-friendly funerals?

Thursday, April 16, 2009

An interesting Coincidence

I was just looking at a photo of the tombstone of Joel Shumaker, my great-great-great grandfather and the namesake of my son, and I realized that he passed away on the same day as my son was due. Joel Shumaker died on February 26, 1887 when he crossed the railroad tracks in front of a train. He was struck and instantly killed. What's especially sad is that Joel didn't die alone that day. Let me explain.

His son (my great-great grandfather)'s name was Albert, and Albert was married to Ella Rose Smith. Ella's father also was struck and killed with Joel on that fateful day. I can't imagine losing both my father and my father-in-law in the same accident.




Thursday, June 19, 2008

B&W Grave Art



Ok, some people are going to think I'm totally weird, however statues atop some graves (the rich people's graves, that is) are just absolutely beautiful. Jason and I just got back from our mini-vacation where we visited the cemeteries of my ancestors. None of these graves are anyone I know or am related to, however they were just too beautiful to pass up.

This bunny rabbit angel right here is absolutely the most beautiful tombstone I've ever seen in my life. I hope I never have to use one, however, because bunnies (and more commonly lambs) are for the graves of the young.

I promise that I won't post too many of these pics, however I have a folder of seventeen statue photographs that Jason and I took that I want to frame and hang somewhere in the house. I'm trying to decide exactly where would be the best place. I have extra room in the sewing room, however the border in the sewing room is garden-y. "Tombstone meets potting shed" isn't exactly what I had in mind. What I envision is a long hallway filled with a row of black framed statue photos... too bad this small house doesn't have a long hallway. I'll have to keep thinking about where to place these. In the meantime, I'll be on the lookout for frames and mats. Anyway, enjoy (or scroll down to get to the next blog, if that be the case!














Saturday, June 14, 2008

Cemeteries, A First Date, and Baby Names

My husband and I have been trying to get pregnant for seven months now. We'll find out within the next few days if we got pregnant this month. Every month about this time I begin to feel excited and wonder, "Did it happen for us this month?!" and so far, every month I have been met with bitter disappointment. We'll see.


As promised, I am going to discuss our chosen baby names, and let me know what you think. But in order for you to truly understand why we've picked the names we've picked, let me tell you a little about ourselves. My husband and I are avid historians. We knew we were meant for each other when we discovered our mutual love for cemeteries. We liked them for different reasons, but we enjoy visiting them all the same. I visit them to photograph tombstones, especially tombstones of my ancestors. I am a genealogist. I am not only addicted to sewing handbags and bargain hunting, but I also spend way too much time digging up dirt on my ancestors (figuratively speaking of course.... I'm not trying to imply that I am grave robbing my great-great-great grandparents).


So anyway, there we were, chatting to each other on yahoo personals, when he mentions that his grandpa lives in my hometown. A neat coincidence. Then he says he lives by a high school but he isn't sure which one, but that he does know there's a cemetery across the street. I know exactly which high school he was talking about. He was talking about MY high school. Out of the twenty-ish high schools in the county, his grandpa lives down the street from my high school. Another neat coincidence.


Anyway, that was the first time the word "cemetery" was mentioned between us. At that point, I didn't put two and two together that he actually enjoyed going to cemeteries. Eventually the cat was let out of the bag, and then we were in love. We went cemetery hopping on our first date, and actually found my great-great-great-great grandfather, Jonathan Shoemaker's, grave in the county over. He has a book that tells the location of every cemetery in the state, and he brought it with him that night. Sweetness. We went on to be married in the tiny chapel there at that cemetery where we went that first fateful night. Just like a fairy tale, isn't it? A dark, twisted one, albeit, but a fairy tale none-the-less.





So this brings us back to our baby names. Now that you can see what an avid genealogist I really am, you will truly appreciate the fact that we absolutely have to pick names of our ancestors. I will summon up a list here of all available names to use and will bold the ones I really like:

Females: Mary Lynne, Marilyn Elaine, Josephine Marguerite, Marie Adeline, Ella Rose, Anna Margaret, Elizabeth, Florence Mae, Almira/ Almyra, Catherine Ann, Emma Katherine, Celinda, Alice Ann, Hannah, Christiana, Eva, Susanna, Magdelna, Charlotte, Nancy, Mary Jane, Isabel, Linda Sue, Emma Jane, Mary Florence, Harriet Geralda, Nettie Maude, Olive Mae, Lova Marie, Beulah Ann, Anna Margaretha, Susan Mary, Mary Ann, Judia Elizabeth, Jennie, Edith Mae, Ruth Ann, Ursula, Mattie, Nancy Caroline, Sarah Salome, Hannah Mariah, Rachel, Eliza Ann, Abigail, Angela, Wanda Lee, Mildred Mae, Grace Estelle, Arvilla Mae, Della, Martha Ann, Rebecca, Penelope Alice, Sarah, Pherbia, Bertha Elva, Minnie, Harriet Louverna, Jemima, Miriam, Amanda Jane, Perlina, Rhoda, Lucinda, Melissa, Priscilla, Evaline, Mahala, Julia Ann, Polly Ann, Thankful, Rosa, and Juliette

Males: Michael Eugene, Larry Edwin, Leslie, Robert Martin, Bert Edward, William Arthur, Noah, Frederick Pierce, William Henry, Luther Marion, James Newton, William Benjamin, Wilburn Wilson, Robert E. Lee, Pierce Granville, Andrew Jackson, James, John, Jesse, Sampson, Chester, James Hiram Thomas, Joseph, Isaiah Preston, Samuel, Pyrrhus, Finley, Frederick Lambert, Asa, Thomas, Caleb, Stephen, Hewitt, Jordan, Isaac, Richard, Solomon, Allen, Mark, George, Tobias, Patrick, Abraham, Edwin Richard, Carlton Louis, Victor Lloyd, John Wesley, Corwin Otto, Charles William, Albert Ellsworth, Joseph Martin, James Garfield, Finley, Walter Louis, Franklin Herman, Alonzo Earl, Joel, Jacob, John Adam, Edwin Garrett, Franklin Pierce, Jeremiah, Jonathan, Daniel, Levi, Christian, Alfred Loren, Emanuel, Elias, Alexander, David, Amos, Jost, and Minus

And now, the four we have picked out: Joel Michael, Pierce Alexander, Charlotte Adeline, and Almyra Grace. Our last name is so common (Robinson) that I wanted to make their given names not-so-common so that in two hundred years when future genealogists are trying to locate us, they aren't drowning in a sea of John & Mary Robinsons. I would like to somehow incorporate Rose because not only was it my great-great grandma's middle name, but it also is surname on my husband's side. I might change Charlotte Adeline to Charlotte Rose, and take out Almyra only because I think there might be too many Rs when you say "Almyra Robinson" together without the middle name. Instead of Almyra then I could use Adeline as a first name. But then what to pair it with, because I don't know if "Adeline Grace" sounds good together. "Grace Adeline" sounds good, but I really want to use Adeline as the first name, not the middle name. Ok, enough talk from me. Let me know what you think!