Last Words, Parting Thoughts, Interesting Gravesites

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A truly Happy Person is one who can enjoy the scenery on a detour.

And, one who can enjoy browsing old cemeteries...

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.

In a Thurmont, Maryland, cemetery:

Here lies an Atheist, all dressed up and no place to go.

On the grave of Ezekial Aikle in East Dalhousie Cemetery, Nova Scotia:

Here lies Ezekial Aikle, Age 102. Only the good die young.

In a London, England cemetery:

Here lies Ann Mann, who lived an old maid but died an old Mann. Dec. 8, 1767

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.

Silver City, Nevada:

Here lies a man named Zeke. Second fastest draw in Cripple Creek.

On a Coal-miner:

Gone Underground For Good

On a dentist:

Stranger tread This ground with gravity. Dentist Brown Is filling his last cavity.

On an Auctioneer:

Jedediah Goodwin Auctioneer Born 1828 Going! Going!! Gone!!! 1876

On a waiter:

Here lies the body of Detlof Swenson.
God finally caught his eye.
April 10, 1902

1787 - Jones - 1855

Here lie the bones of Sophie Jones;
For her death held no terrors. She was born a maid and died a maid. No hits, no runs, and no heirs.* (* errors)
Scranton, Pennsylvania

I put my wife beneath this stone
For her repose and for my own.

Death Valley, California:

Here lies the body of poor Aunt Charlotte.
Born a virgin, died a harlot.
For 16 years she kept her virginity
A damn'd long time for this vicinity. 

On a hypochondriac's grave:

See. I told you I was SICK! Littleton, Colorado

Someone in Winslow, Maine didn't like Mr. Wood:

In Memory of Beza Wood Departed this life Nov. 2, 1837 - Age 45 yrs.

Here lies one Wood Enclosed in wood One Wood Within another.

The outer wood Is very good:

We cannot praise The other.

In a Ruidoso, New Mexico, cemetery:

Here lies Johnny Yeast. Pardon him for not rising.

In a Uniontown, Pennsylvania, cemetery:

Here lies the body of Jonathan Blake, Stepped on the gas instead of the brake.

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.

A lawyer's epitaph in England:

Sir John Strange. Here lies an honest lawyer, and that is Strange.

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.

In a cemetery in Hartscombe, England:

On the 22nd of June, Jonathan Fiddle went out of tune.

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.

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.


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.

On a tombstone in Boothill Cemetery, Tombstone, Arizona:

Here lies Lester Moore Four slugs from a 44 No Les, No more

Here lies Jason Calhoun (1840-1885) He was a ruthless prosecutor Whose only mistake was insulting seven men, When all he had was a six-shooter.