Graveyard Hopping

Wordless Wednesday

noreply@blogger.com (WhitePineLane) — Wed, 15 May 2013 16:42:00 +0000

Wordless Wednesday: Time

noreply@blogger.com (WhitePineLane) — Thu, 07 Mar 2013 02:20:00 +0000

Union Cemetery, Long Lake, Hennepin, Minnesota

Irish Churchyards / Gaelic Lament

noreply@blogger.com (WhitePineLane) — Tue, 15 May 2012 14:38:00 +0000

I'm just back from a beautiful trip to Ireland and thought I'd post a few cemetery pictures I took, along with this beautiful video I came across today on the Facebook page of Cemetery Records Online, called "Gaelic Lament". It's about the beauty and healing qualities of the laments of the Gaels in Ireland and Scotland. The video also has some incredible scenery and awesome cemetery images.

And here are some of the cemetery images from my trip. Enjoy!

Various churchyards from around the Glens of Antrim, County Antrim, Northern Ireland, United Kingdom:

Images from the church cemetery at the Hill of Tara, County Meath, Ireland:

Wordless Wednesday: Semper Fi

noreply@blogger.com (WhitePineLane) — Wed, 03 Aug 2011 15:36:00 +0000

Please read the story behind this amazing photograph, taken by Frank Glick at Fort Snelling National Cemetery, at the StarTribune website.

Wordless Wednesday: Obviously....

noreply@blogger.com (WhitePineLane) — Wed, 25 May 2011 17:12:00 +0000

Spring has sprung, and this graveyard rabbit is hopping again!

noreply@blogger.com (WhitePineLane) — Mon, 11 Apr 2011 15:47:00 +0000

It was a long, snowy winter, but finally the tombstones are free of their snow cover and ready for this eager graveyard rabbit to discover and photograph again!

Bohemian Church, Hopkins, Minnesota

My very first graveyard hop of the season was one of my best ever. I finally figured out the location of the cemetery where my husband's great grandparents and great great grandparents are! It's right in my own home town, so it's pretty ridiculous that I haven't been able to find it, but here's why:

First, there are three churches right in a row on that street. I didn't know that, and I was concentrating on the first one, which it turned out was not the right church. I didn't understand it, because I wasn't paying close attention to the address/directions on the usgenweb page. I figured I knew where the church was... etc., etc., etc.

Second: The cemetery transcription was tripping me up, because of an error. The great great grandparents were Joseph (1841-1922) and Anna (1845-1924) Plihal. The cemetery transcription had a Josephine Plihal (1842-1922) and an Anna Plihal (1845-1924) next to each other, but just glancing at that, I thought, well, no, that's not them. It turns out that the tombstone says "Joseph" (not "Josephine"), but it does say 1842, not 1841. Either I've got his birthdate (Dec 1841) wrong, or whoever ordered the stone didn't know his birthdate, but knew he was 80 years old, so just put 1842.

Also, my husband's Bohemian ancestors had a tradition of naming their children after family members. Nothing could be harder for the genealogist, especially when they're all living near each other! There are literally THREE couples named Joseph and Emilie Plihal that I've been researching, in the same vicinity and right around the same age! Confusing! Plus, I only had information calling MY Emilie "Emma" so looking at the cemetery transcription, not finding an Emma, I thought they must be buried somewhere else. Upon further research, though, my Emma was called Emilie too.

Anyway, once again, I'm learning the lesson that you HAVE to be open-minded in researching these things. There are always going to be mistakes, spelling variations, name variations, and you have to keep your mind open and look into all possibilities to find your people!

Such a thrill to be able to be out graveyard hopping again! Happy Spring, everyone!

Life gets in the way of a blog about death

noreply@blogger.com (WhitePineLane) — Mon, 03 Jan 2011 19:56:00 +0000

I've got two kids - a teen and a tweener - and they keep me incredibly busy, so yes, it's been a long time since the last post. Yeah, life gets in the way of my genealogy research and my graveyard hopping, but that's OK.

Anyway, it's hard to want to graveyard hop in Minnesota in the middle of winter. It's just not as... inviting as those warm fall days with the leaves all changing....

Since my last post, I have watched the GeneaBloggers' prompts for 52 Weeks to Better Genealogy, and though I haven't posted about any of them, there was one in particular that really caught my interest. It was week #44, end-Oct/beg-Nov:

Research ways to give back to the genealogy community. A great deal of genealogy information on line was put there by volunteers. This week, your challenge is to examine some different ways genealogists can donate their time and effort in kind.

One of the first places mentioned for volunteer genealogical work was Find A Grave. I love Find A Grave. I clicked over there and realized there was something I could do. There's a very small private family cemetery near me that is placed incorrectly on all kinds of maps (including Google Maps and MapQuest). I contacted Find A Grave and gave them the information to correct that. I told them where the cemetery actually is, what it's called and another name it's also known as. And since I had just been there (taken there by my double 4th cousin, whom I met through Ancestry.com) and taken pictures of every headstone, I offered to set up the names of the people interred there!

Because of my e-mail, Find A Grave made the corrections, and I have started listing the interments! How cool is that?? Even cooler, I've had another distant relative contact me through Find A Grave because of that! And even cooler than that, he had an actual photograph of my 3rd great grandmother, Anna Gee Aldritt (1805-1890).

And I know for sure it's really her, because she looks remarkably like one of her daughters, Jemima Aldritt Trumble (left, 1835-1891), of whom I already had a picture.

And how cool is that?? So, the moral is, pay it forward, and it comes back to you. The genealogy community is fabulously generous with information. Help out wherever you can, to pay back those who worked hard to put your information where you found it!

And dream of nicer days for cemetery hopping!

Two Creepy Images for Halloween

noreply@blogger.com (WhitePineLane) — Sun, 31 Oct 2010 16:30:00 +0000

Creepy:

Death Makes Its Mark

(Otherwise titled: Main Reason Not to Have Your Image Put on Your Tombstone!)

Eerie:

The Floating Head of Maynard

(otherwise titled: My Mom Goofing Around Behind Her Grandparents' Tombstone, with Body PhotoShopped Out!)

Happy Halloween, everybody!

Photo Friday: Our Darling Dora

noreply@blogger.com (WhitePineLane) — Sat, 16 Oct 2010 03:38:00 +0000

Sad and sweet on a beautiful fall morning:

OUR DARLING

DORA

DIED

Dec. 16, 1890.

Aged

1 Y'r. 11 M's. 9 D's.

She was but as a smile

Which glistens in a tear

Seen but a little while

but oh, how loved, how dear.

Union Cemetery, Long Lake, Hennepin, Minnesota.

Essential Items for a Graveyard Hopping Kit

noreply@blogger.com (WhitePineLane) — Tue, 12 Oct 2010 00:22:00 +0000

I love graveyard hopping, but I am by no means a pro. My daughter and I often come across situations where we wish we had some sort of tool to make our tombstone searching easier. This stone at right, for instance, had been completely covered over with grass and weeds. This picture was taken after several minutes of two of us tugging and ripping at the weeds with our hands - and we still didn't get the entire stone uncovered!

We've thought of making up some kind of kit that we leave in the car, so we'll have the tools we might need when we're at a cemetery. Here are a few of the items we think would come in handy. We'd love to know what kind of things you bring to the cemetery, and why you bring them! We're considering:

a canvas tool bag to keep everything in
grass clippers (probably just hand clippers - not electric)
a camera (we always bring that anyway)
extra batteries for the camera
a kneeling pad
a notebook
pens or pencils (more than one)
an edging tool (I'm questioning this one - I'm not sure how it would look if you were "digging" around with an edging tool. Would people object?)
In certain circumstances we could've used a loppers - but again, I don't know if it's acceptable to take one into a graveyard and start lopping away at the brush to get to the tombstones!
a spray bottle of water
a sponge or a very soft brush

Have you ever had someone question what you're doing as you're cleaning off headstones?

I'd love to hear some of your ideas for a graveyard-hopping tool kit ideas. What do you bring with you to a cemetery? What other things have you found you've needed? Do you keep a kit in the car? What tools should a graveyard rabbit have?

(Here are a couple where a loppers would've come in handy....)

Photo Friday: Oak Hill Cemetery in the Morning

noreply@blogger.com (WhitePineLane) — Fri, 01 Oct 2010 13:54:00 +0000

Oak Hill Cemetery is a beautiful old cemetery on a very steep, round hill. It's found tucked away (now between busy roads) just off the shore of Lake Minnetonka in Excelsior, Hennepin, Minnesota. The cemetery "road", lined with rocks and barely wide enough for one car, spirals up and up around the hill. Gravity has performed its duty on this steep incline to ensure that hardly any of the stones are straight anymore, making it very picturesque. Happy Photo Friday!

Photo Friday: There Be Pirates Here?

noreply@blogger.com (WhitePineLane) — Sun, 26 Sep 2010 06:19:00 +0000

In honor of International Talk Like a Pirate Day this past week, here's a little story from one of the last times my daughter and I went graveyard hopping, over Labor Day weekend at the vast Greenwood Cemetery in Virginia, St Louis County, Minnesota.

We were being very silly, walking along and looking for my second great grandma's grave, and sort of calling out "Shaw?" "Shaw?" as though Grammie Shaw might answer us to tell us where she was. (We were quite alone, and never, never mean any disrespect). (Alas, we still haven't found Grammie Shaw, though I know she's there).

We love to look at a tombstone and try to imagine who the person was, what they did, what their life was like, etc. We came across this little 6" x 6" square with only the letter "R" on it. Lauren said, "Well that doesn't tell you anything about the person! First name or last name? Who were they?" I said, "Well it does tell you their occupation - isn't it obvious? They were a pirate! Arrrr!" Oh, so silly.

A little later we came across another 6" x 6" stone with just a "T" on it. Then we found another at another corner of the grave and another and another... oh! We figured out the little stones marked the edge of the family's plot. We'd never seen that before. (And I guess there were no pirates in inland northern Minnesota anyway, maties!)

So we learned something new. Have you seen these little square stones with the family initial to mark off the family plots? Is that common? How else have you seen the boundaries of family plots marked off? Let me know in the comments below!

And yes, I know it's not really Friday for Photo Friday... I'm late. You'll find I take quite a lot of liberties like that. Hope you enjoyed nonetheless!

One hundred seventeen years later...

noreply@blogger.com (WhitePineLane) — Tue, 21 Sep 2010 01:42:00 +0000


John Mann at the grave of Nancy Power Mann, circa 1893

This is the most interesting, powerful and moving image I have found in my genealogy research to date. This is John William Mann, my great, great, great grandfather, standing at the grave of his wife of 52 years, my great, great, great grandmother Nancy Power Mann.

I found this image on Ancestry.com. It had been uploaded (it turns out) by my fourth cousin once removed, who lives in Washington state, and she graciously allowed me to use it here. The best part about it is the grave is in Woodside Cemetery - just 20 minutes from my house in Minnesota!

My mom and I had gone graveyard hopping just a few months before at this very cemetery, but I apparently hadn't looked over the transcription list very closely (learned a lesson there - be prepared before you go!) We had found my great, great grandparents' stone, pictured right, (John and Nancy's daughter Ann Mann Aldritt and her husband), but missed this one entirely, even though it was only about 30 feet away. (You can even see it in the background of the picture I took of their daughter's stone in May!)

So of course we had to go back!

And one hundred and seventeen years later, here's what the plot looks like today, compared to that image:


One hundred seventeen years later

In 2010, the plot looks a little forlorn. The stones surrounding Nancy's grave and the small headstone on her plot are gone, as is the urn that stood at the top of the family headstone.

But even though my daughter giggled about trying to look as serious as John Mann, I still felt a certain connectedness to my 3x ggrandfather as she posed there in the same spot where he had stood. Lauren wondered if John had ever imagined that 117 years and six generations later, she would be standing right there. I told her I don't know if he could've imagined her!Then she wondered if in another hundred-or-so years her great, great, great, great granddaughter might be standing right there. That's a pretty neat thought (especially for an 11-year-old), and I hope it comes true some day!