On Brooktondale Road, near where I grew up, is a small graveyard on top of
a hill - it's a blink and miss it kind of place.  I used to go there as a
kid and look at the markers.  Included in the group was an entire family
from the early 19th century, including an infant.  I always marveled at
that particular stone, wondering how the family felt about having lost a
small child - especially since it was more common then than now.

- Pam

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 The little town that was
there is gone, only a cemetary left. If there had been signs galore I
wouldn't have gotten around to the gravestones. On one was,"  soon after
the
marriage of the deceased they both, as they hoped; and within a short time
of each other; became the subject of divine grace, and since that period
strove to live in the faith of the gospel; trusting wholey in the
attonement
of crist as a ground of acceptance with their maker. Rejoicing in this they
died." Of course many, maybe even most sites can be read as you like ctb