When I was 11 years old living in Lexington, Mass., I went out and bought some rice paper and a big block crayon and got into doing gravestone rubbings. For the life of me, I can’t remember what got me onto that hobby, but as you can imagine, there were some interesting gravestones there.
Yesterday I went up to the Heber City Cemetery with Paperback Writer and, with my digital camera, did some new-millennium gravestone rubbings.
Remember, clicking on any picture will give you the full sized version.
The backside of Mt. Timpanogos from the cemetery. As you can see, it was a beautiful day.
Another thing that surprised me were the number of babies and very young children that died here right around the turn of the century. This tombstone was even more unsettling because of what appears to be a dead dove on it.
To the best of our anthropological abilities, Writer and I deduced that this the mother of the above 2 year old. We also made the assumption, since she died the year he was born, that she probably died giving birth to him. Not a good couple years for Samuel Lee.
And I was surprised to find John Henry’s tombstone in Heber, Utah.
Here’s the “Chess Pieces” that Writer mentioned in her post.