It takes an odd person who can enjoy browsing old cemeteries and smile at
fascinating things on tombstones! Here is a collection:
From Tombstone, Arizona’s famous Boot Hill:
Here lies Lester Moore
Four slugs from a .44
No les no more
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Harry 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 in East Dalhousie Cemetery, Nova Scotia:
Here lies Ezekial Aikle, Age 102.
Only the good die young.
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In a London, England cemetery:
Here lies Ann Mann, who lived an old maid
but died an old Mann. Dec. 8, 1767
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On tombstone of Anna Wallace, Ribbesford, England:
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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In a Uniontown, Pennsylvania, cemetery:
Here lies the body of Jonathan Blake,
Stepped on the gas instead of the brake.
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At Central City, Colorado, gold-mining cemetery:
Here lies the body of old John Mound.
Lost at sea and never found.
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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:
Reader, if cash thou art in want of any,
Dig 6 feet deep and thou wilt find a Penny.
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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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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 replied by writing on the tombstone:
To follow you, I’ll not consent,
Until I know which way you went.
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My epitaph is like the Apostle Paul (Philippians 1:21)
“For to me to live is Christ,
and to die is gain.”
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Dr Bob Griffin
[email protected] www.grif.net
“Jesus Knows Me, This I Love!”