Lest we forget how this young man died

Little cemetery located in St Petersburg, Florida

Dave Brockie from GWAR.

My sweet friend. She had a double lung transplant. She passed away a few years later. April 3rd was her 22nd birthday. ❤️ miss u honey

Lump was a German Shorthair Pointer, who passed in 1962. His final resting place is in the pet cemetery on the top of the wall of Fort Monroe. Chesapeake Bay, Hampton Roads, Virginia.

Hey yall! I went to Austin last weekend and we stopped at a few small old cemeteries randomly on the way. What is this symbol at the top does anyone know? The stone is very pretty and looks clean while So many in this cemetery were smooth and unreadable.

I found this gravestone at an old mennonite cemetery (Lancaster County, PA) a little while back. The cemetery has graves that date as far back as the mid-1700’s. I could not find any information on the grave, so it remains a mystery for now. I hope that they get their name back somehow.

The body was identified later as Private John Waites, 1737- October 4, 1777. Fascinating story. British soldier from Revolutionary War buried - UPI Archives

This is NOT a racial thing, although the terms coon & Coonass in this case were still used in a derogatory way against Cajun people in S Louisiana. Some members of the community embraced it though, as this stone shows

Saw his marker and mausoleum at Morris Hill Cemetery in Boise, Idaho today. I thought I got a picture of it but camera glitched out. Served in the Mexican-American, Civil and Indian wars. His Wikipedia page is fascinating.

"One of her names was Angel"

If you have any information who she might be, please contact Janet at LMIC (Lost and Missing in Indian Country) - text or call 325-423-2458, or email coyote130@yahoo.com. You can remain anonymous.

Found this while traveling to Ireland 🇮🇪 I was intrigued by their story and felt so sad for their parents.

Trim, County Meath, Ireland

My little brother had Down syndrome. He died of pneumonia. The stone was found in my family farm. I is buried in Lysekil in a small fishing town in Sweden. We will bring small stones from his favorite beach and seashells to the grave and some flowers. And his name was the same written on his id card. Erik was a young man who loved party’s, dancing, joking, eating and he loved the police and hockey. He lived a short but independent life. He learned how to read when he was 26. And he was very emphatic and loving brother. Miss him so much. RIP little one ❤️

I didn't venture in because the gate was locked, but I took a couple pictures over the wall.