Originally Posted By: Mark Hayes
I forget exactly where I took this photograph, somewhere in Massachusetts. The inscription chokes me up BAD every time I read it. Don't mean to hijack your song but this feels like it wants to come out here for just a second...

In memory of
CATY MUNROE,
youngest child of Henry & Persis Cassells,
relict of Abraham Munroe Jun.,
who lies intered on her right, whom she
followed to the grave 2 years 1 month 10 days
after their marriage & 4 months 14 days after
his decease. Borne down with the accumu-
lated ills of a continual sickness of 2 years
and the loss of near & dear relatives, who
were fast falling around her,
DEATH
envious still of her felicity, divorced her
from her husband Dec. 15th 1800
and from this life April 27th 1801,
aged 22 years.

"Invidious grave, how dost though rend in sunder
Whom love had knit and sympathy made one?"


If that doesn’t move you then you perhaps lack a soul. Janice audio records epitaphs when we visit cemeteries. The saddest for us are when multiple children of the same family died within a year. We recently saw five.

J&B