We went to a cemetery to look for an uncle's grave and I went to where there was some Wilkie graves. There on the ground was my grandmothers and ggrandmothers (Martha) grave. Ina's tombstone had fallen but it should have fallen with the inscription face down. But it flipped somehow and fell face up. From there I was hooked. I had just found this poem: Gail Lowery
Dear Ancestor
Your
tombstone stands among the rest; Dear
Ancestor, the place you filled Author Unknown |
Cemeteries are listed on the left