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A while back in an exchange of comments with half_elf_lost the subject of names and graveyards came up. I mentioned that I had a funny graveyard name story to tell, but didn't have the time to tell it then. Here it is.

When I was in college I worked at my parents' nursery (trees, not kids) during the summers and over winter break. One of our clients was Old Church Cemetery here in Glastonbury. In years past, the nursery had done all of the work at the cemetery, but by the late '80s the mowing and trimming was handled by another outfit. We, however, still handled the heavy maintenance, including opening and closing graves. An activity that had us in and out of the cemetery at least a couple of times a month.

The cemetery has a single driveway that comes up a little rise from Main St. and then descends down the back side of the hill toward the river. The upper part of the slope is the oldest part of the cemetery -- near where the old church used to stand, at the top of the hill.

Click for larger imageDriving up from the bottom you see this headstone on the right about 4/5 of the way up. It is the headstone of one SYLVESTER PULSIFER and his wife FREELOVE.

My sister and I would crack up every time we saw this stone. We'd roar with laughter about Sylvester Pulsifer and his wife Freelove!. This went on for years.

Then one fine evening at dinner, my mother the genealogist told us that we oughtn't laugh too loudly about Sylvester and Freelove. They're our great, great, great, great grandparents!

It's a big well-preserved stone. You can't miss it. I still snicker about Freelove.


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Apr. 11th, 2007 09:58 pm (UTC)
I love graveyard stories.

You've reminded me that I need to go back to the graveyard in the town I grew up in and get a picture of a stone that used to crack me up a kid. Actually, I still think it's funny.

I don't know the persons name (and I'm sure it's a good one, too) but it's one of the old stones that tells how a person died. This particular one was a man who died by ba Ram (the animal)running into him. So, He was rammed to death.
Apr. 12th, 2007 01:12 am (UTC)
Oh, now there's a nasty way to go. So, it is possible to have too much RAM!
Apr. 12th, 2007 03:40 am (UTC)
Fantastic story, thank you!

You should make an icon of that headstone. Their names are wonderful.

There's a tiny old cemetery up here on the Hill of Bull and one stone is set there for a young boy that says "Fell off a wagon".
Apr. 15th, 2007 05:01 pm (UTC)
That reminds me of a piece of trivia. The first Allied casualty of WWII -- during the fall of '39 when England and France were technically at war with Germany but fighting had not yet started (the sitzkrieg or phoney-war period) -- was a French soldier who fell off a truck and broke his neck.
Apr. 15th, 2007 12:30 pm (UTC)
I know well that stone -- it stands out, all on its own. That's pretty cool that you're related to them. I think it's funny that your mom waited all that time to spring it on you guys...
Apr. 15th, 2007 04:53 pm (UTC)
Well, the thing is that she didn't start really digging into the genealogy until a few years back ... so she probably didn't know until the mid '90s.
Apr. 15th, 2007 04:57 pm (UTC)
ahhh, I gotcha.

(so little time left to wait now!!!)
Apr. 15th, 2007 05:01 pm (UTC)
Five hours. And counting. ;-)
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