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- Wednesday’s child: Oscar Ray Titus
- Epitaph: Her happy release
- The graveyard by the schoolhouse
- Silent Sunday: Steeple
- I see thee still
- A soldier who died “in Hospital”
- A feast of gravestones: Burial Hill, Plymouth
- Wednesday’s child: Margaret Smith
- Epitaph: Why mourn for the dead?
- “Gone but not lost”
- Not all graveyard willows are stone
- Epitaph: Beyond this veil of tears
- Nancy Gray, young wife
- Mr. Francis Christopher Huber
- Wednesday’s child: Infant Nisely
- Face of an angel
- Marguerite Williams
- On the way to Old Saint Peters Cemetery
- Twin urns and a broken column
- Jacob Spitler, Revolutionary War veteran
- Three willows
- Wednesday’s child: Drucilla A. Plunket
- Pedestaled obelisk
- Did Mr. Rowles get a discount?
- Broken jewels
- Can you translate?
- Willow, urn, mourner
- Simple willow
- Wednesday’s child: Samuel Saladay
- Winged face
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That's how I always imagine America to look, ever since we watched geography films at school all those years ago..........
ReplyDeleteOnly wider, much, much wider.
Too bad I don't have a wide-angle lens, eh?
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