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Tombstone Tuesday - December 30, 2008
He thinks best."
West End Cemetery
Lingleville, Erath County, Texas
West End Cemetery, Lingleville, Erath Co., Texas
Copyright 2008
Friday, December 19, 2008
Roses Abound in Texas Cemeteries
In my short time as a graveyard rabbit, I have taken several photos of tombstones adorned with images of flowers. The rose appears over and over in our
According to Jordon the rose is an ancient symbol of the Magna Mater (the great Mediterranean mother goddess). Frequently appearing on markers commemorating mothers, roses often with thorny stems attached, can be found on very early commercial stones as well as those made at the present time. “Clearly, the inspiration for this symbol came most directly from the Southern and British folk custom of planting roses in graveyards.”
Ruth dau. of / A. L. & Katie Sloan
Born Jan 22, 1897
Died Aug 12, 1900
“Our darling one hath gone before
To greet us on the blissful / shore."
West End Cemetery, Lingleville, Erath Co., Texas
Belvin R. / Son of
H. E.(?) & F. M. / POWELL
Born / Mar 25, 1899
Died / July 29, 1899
“Sleep on sweet babe
And take thy rest,
God calls away when
He thinks best.”
Ramsey Cemetery, Lingleville, Erath Co.,
Lela Ann
Dec. 29, 1903 / Dec. 19, 1978
Ramsey Cemetery, Lingleville, Erath Co.,
W. G. (Buster) Tidwell
Oct. 9, 1908 - Apr. 5 1959
Mount Pleasant Cemetery, Tolar, Hood Co.,
HENSLEE
Ray
Aug. 28, 1913 / Mar. 19, 1990
Father
Tommy
Oct. 4, 1919 / May 26, 1993
Mother
West End Cemetery, Lingleville, Erath Co.,
SNIDER
Bertha “Bertie”
Oct. 4, 1894 / Dec. 20, 1907
Mount Pleasant Cemetery, Tolar, Hood Co., Texas
DeAnna Rene Noland
Oct 28, 1964 / Feb. 13, 1992
“Love Lives”
West End Cemetery, Lingleville, Erath Co.,
Found at the foot of a grave in
Mount Pleasant Cemetery
Tolar, Hood Co., Texas

RICHARDS
Willie Laura
June 21, 1894 / Nov. 2, 1966
John Robert
July 17, 1890 / Jan. 24, 1975
Whitt Cemetery, Parker Co.,
This is my father’s parents, my grandparents. They lived the last several years of their lives in Lingleville in Erath Co.,
Photographs taken by Judith Richards Shubert, Copyright 2008
Sources:
Texas Graveyards, Terry G. Jordan, 1982 by the University of Texas Press
Accessed from North Richland Hills Public Library, December 2008
Mount Pleasant Cemetery, Hood Co., Texas
Ramsey Historical Cemetery, Hood Co., Texas
West End Cemetery, Erath Co., Texas
Whitt Cemetery, Parker Co., Texas
Monday, December 8, 2008
Tradition of Scraping the Earth / Rocks Placed on Graves
The traditions found in the burial customs in rural Southern cemeteries are varied. There is a crossover of ethnic and religious backgrounds found often in the same cemetery. Customs such as “scraping” the earth is still found in many
The tradition of removing all grass from the cemetery and leaving only the bare earth is falling by the wayside in many
Another custom that seems to go along with the “scraping” of graveyards is the one of adding rocks, pebbles, ornaments, glass shards, and other items to a loved one’s grave.
In the little cemetery beside my childhood home in
I will now be more observant and record with my camera the graves that are cared for in this manner.
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All photographs taken by Judy Richards Shubert
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Accessed from North Richland Hills Public Library, December 2008
Sunday, November 30, 2008
Last Will of Mr. Farmer - Lingleville, Texas
A lot of the childhood memories I have took place near the small, neatly manicured
We spent many hours “visiting” the dead, carefully tiptoeing past the headstones, and depending on the time of day or night, marking our escape route with wary eye as we dared one another to go to the far end at the top of the hill. As we grew to adulthood we enjoyed watching our children enjoy the same fascination with our childhood playground.
I don’t remember any of us being disrespectful. It was a natural thing to do – walking and playing in the cemetery. Every visit to the “home place” is punctuated with time taking a leisurely walk, traveling the same path we once took as children. And now the grandchildren are the ones running from stone to stone, reading the inscriptions and calling out to one another to hurry.
This Thanksgiving as my sisters and I joined the grandchildren in the afternoon we saw a memorial we had not noticed. How we missed it before is a mystery. We read it and laughed as we remembered the gentleman whose life it spoke of. I will not share the names and dates on the gravestone since one of them is not deceased, but I wanted to share the epitaph with you here.
LAST WILL OF MR. FARMER
I leave:
To my wife, my overdraft at the bank – maybe she can explain it.
To my banker, my soul – he has the mortgage on it anyway.
To my neighbor, my clown suit – he’ll need it if he continues to farm as he has in the past.
To the ASCS, my grain bin – I was planning to let them take it next year anyway.
To the county agent, 50 bushels of corn to see if he can hit the market – I never could.
To the junk man, all my machinery – he’s had his eye on it for years.
To my undertaker, a special request – I want six implement and fertilizer dealers for my pallbearers, they are used to carrying me.
To the weatherman, rain and sleet and snow for the funeral, please – no sense in having good weather now.
To the grave digger – don’t bother, the hole I’m in should be big enough.
All photographs taken by Judy Richards Shubert
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