Old Cemeteries

It seems that one of the newest crazes these days is going around to various cemeteries and reading and/or copying various epitaphs.

A truly Happy Person is one who can enjoy the scenery on a detour. And, one who can enjoy browsing old cemeteries - Here are 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 London, England cemetery:

Here lies Ann Mann, Who lived and 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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To a Uniontown, Pennsylvania, cemetery:

Here lies the body of Johnathan 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 shelled out and 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 replaced by writing on the tombstone:

"To follow you I'll not consent.

Until I know which way you went."