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Southern Graves (Wordless Wednesday)

John Simmons: Broken Before the Age of Two (Wednesday's Child)

John L. Son of J. M. & M. E. Simmons Born Aug 11, 1901 Died Dec 6, 1902 Mt. Olive Cemetery Pinehurst, Dooly County, Georgia

Item of Interest to Dicksons and Joiners (Tombstone Tuesday)

Little Lillian Dickson’s concrete ledger marker is not pretty to look at.  This daughter of Mr. and Mrs. J. S. Dickson (online family trees suggest the initials are for Jefferson Simpson) died the summer of 1909 at the age of just two years. I’m sharing this tidbit from the local newspaper in case anyone is trying to connect dots from a Dickson to a Joiner. Vienna News (Georgia) 3 August 1909, pg. 3 : NEWS ITEMS OF INTEREST TO EVERYONE …Mrs. Leon Joiner of Montezuma, came down and attended the funeral of her little niece, Lillian Dickson at Mt. Olive cemetery Friday afternoon…  [Via South Georgia Historic Newspapers .]

Mary Elmirah: Gone Before (Today's Epitaph)

Mary Elmirah rests at Mt. Olive Cemetery in Pinehurst, Dooly County, Georgia. She was a daughter of Mr. and Mrs. W. M. Wilson and wife of J. H. Wilkes. Mary died before her nineteenth birthday in the year 1907. The back of her tombstone offers this recitation: There's a beautiful region above the skies, And I long to reach its shore. For I know I shall find my treasure there, The loved one gone before. These words are from a poem by B. F. Taylor. I found it in The Speaker's Garland and Literary Bouquet . [P. Garrett & Co., 1876. Google book .] GONE BEFORE -- B. F. TAYLOR There's a beautiful face in the silent air, Which follows me ever and near; With smiling eyes and amber hair, With voiceless lips, yet with breath of prayer, That I feel but cannot hear. The dimpled hand and ringlet of gold Lie low in a marble sleep: I stretch my hand for a clasp of old, But the empty air is strangely cold, And my vigil alone I keep. There's a sinless brow

The hand of the Lord came upon me and brought me out in the Spirit of the Lord, and set me down in the midst of the valley; and it was full of bones. Then He caused me to pass by them all around, and behold, there were very many in the open valley; and indeed they were very dry. And He said to me, "Son of man, can these bones live?"

So I answered, "O Lord God, You know."

Again He said to me, "Prophesy to these bones, and say to them, 'O dry bones, hear the word of the Lord!' Thus says the Lord God to these bones: 'Surely I will cause breath to enter into you, and you shall live...'" (Ezekiel 37:1-5, NKJV)