by Sherry Stocking Kline
13 April 2010
I snapped this Tombstone for a couple of reasons. One, I hoped he was family, and Two, it just caught my eye. It stood there, and though it said “Gone, but not forgotten,” it seemed, well, lonely.
And like some tombstones that you see, it just made me wonder, who was he? Why is he buried there all by himself? What did he do for a living? What did he die of?
All those questions ran through my mind, but I guess first and foremost, was the question, is he part of my family?
On the Stone:
1863 – 1932
Gone But Not Forgotten
Today I don’t have those answers, and even though he is buried near my Smith family stones, I don’t have the answer to the “is he family” question.
But it’s a puzzle that I plan to solve!