He had given me the camera and asked me to finish taking pictures. While searching for the gravesite I had noticed a number of other grave stones that were unique and took some time to take pictures of them. These stones told more of a story about the deceased. They reminded me of my parent's gravestone. A fish has been etched above my father's name and a butterfly above my mother's. My father loved a peaceful day of fishing and my mother always wore a piece of butterfly jewelry.
|My Parent's Gravestone|
I wandered around St. Mary's Cemetery in search of those stones that told more of a story.
The first stone is the saddest to me. It is in the shape of a Teddy Bear. I knew, before seeing the front that this would be for a child. What joy Gerald's family must have had the day he was born only to lose him the next day. This tombstone looks fairly new, and someone has left a small angel statuette. This little boy would be my sister's age if he had lived. I wonder what story this Teddy Bear stone could tell us?
This stone tells quite a bit about Kenny Robertson's personality. This is the back.