FAMOUS PARTING WORDS...
the grave of Ezekial Aikle in East Dalhousie Cemetery, Nova Scotia:
The Good Die Young
a Ribbesford, England, cemetery:
The children of Israel wanted bread
And the Lord sent them manna,
Old clerk Wallace wanted a wife,
And the Devil sent him Anna.
of an accident in a Uniontown, Pennsylvania cemetery:
Here lies the body of Jonathan Blake
Stepped on the gas Instead of the brake.
lawyer's epitaph in England:
Sir John Strange
Here lies an honest lawyer,
And that is Strange
Lester Moore was a Wells, Fargo Co. station agent for Naco, Arizona
in the cowboy days of the 1880's.
buried in the Boot Hill Cemetery in Tombstone, Arizona:
Here lies Lester Moore
Four slugs from a .44
No Les No More.
Penny's epitaph in the Wimborne, England, Cemetery:
Reader if cash thou art
In want of any
Dig 4 feet deep
And thou wilt find a Penny.
a cemetery in Hartscombe, England:
On the 22nd of June
Went out of tune.
fun with names with Owen Moore in Battersea, London, England:
Than he could pay.
in Winslow, Maine didn't like Mr. Wood:
In Memory of Beza Wood
Departed this life
Nov. 2, 1837
Aged 45 yrs.
Here lies one Wood
Enclosed in wood
The outer wood
Is very good:
We cannot praise
grave of Ellen Shannon in Girard, PA is almost a consumer tip:
Who was fatally burned
March 21, 1870
by the explosion of a lamp
filled with "R.E. Danforth's
Non-Explosive Burning Fluid"
a grave from the 1880's 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.
a London, England cemetery:
Here lies Ann Mann,
Who lived an old maid
But died an old Mann.
Dec. 8, 1767
with names in a Ruidoso, New Mexico, cemetery:
For not rising.
a Silver City, Nevada, cemetery:
Here lays (sic) Butch,
We planted him raw.
He was quick on the trigger,
But slow on the draw.
determined to be anonymous in Stowe, Vermont:
I was somebody.
Who, is no business
a Georgia cemetery:
"I told you I was sick!"
Margaret Daniels grave at Hollywood Cemetery Richmond, Virginia:
She always said her feet were killing her
but nobody believed her.
Anna Hopewell's grave in Enosburg Falls, Vermont has an epitaph
that sounds like something from a Three Stooges movie:
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.
a tombstone at Laurel Grove cemetery in Norton, Va:
She went away screaming.
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.
which someone replied by writing on the tombstone:
To follow you I'll not consent,
Until I know which way you went.
a Thurmont, Maryland, cemetery:
Here lies an Atheist
All dressed up
And no place to go.
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.