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Photos and untold stories from Clinton Cemetery


I spent a few hot hours in the sun last Saturday at Clinton Cemetery. I first heard it mentioned in a book, Soil of our Souls, by Martha Parker and Betty Laird. The book was evidently self published between 1976 and 1980. It recounts tails of the communities near the (then) future site of Clinton Lake.

I was searching for a particular place which, because of the increasing heat of midday, I didn't find. During the hour I spent there, I thought I'd taken a lot of pictures. Afterwards I found out I hadn't taken nearly enough.

There were, just a few photos I wanted to share, I'm sure many more are yet to be discovered. Larger images can be seen by clicking on each photo.

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"My friends who visit my grave
may pause to think kindly of me
With Joy I would lovingly thank them
If again I could talk and could see."

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Jerry J. , Son, 7th Infantry Artillery Division"

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A fanciful and ornate headstone

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A story gone?


Alia Ahmed 4 years, 2 months ago

Great photos, thanks for posting them.

Kathy Getto 4 years, 2 months ago

You have piqued my interest, Multi.


It appears this type of headstone could be a Woodmen of the World stone. They were given free of charge until the 1920's. Haven't found exactly where they were made, not sure they came from one manufacturer, but maybe from stone workers all over the country.

Cait McKnelly 4 years, 2 months ago

I love old cemeteries. I don't find them in the least morbid but often places of real peace. And so much can be learned from them. I remember years ago, walking with my sister in the old pioneer cemetery at La Cygne. I was struck by how many were young women, many of whom had died in childbirth. Some had their babies buried with them. A lot of old cemeteries have special sections set aside just for children. Mount Muncie Cemetery in Leavenworth has two "baby mounds", concentric rings where children were buried. It brought to mind that my own grandmother had a total of twelve children, only eight of which were raised to adulthood. Some of the stones just say "Baby" or have no more than initials. Love the photos. Thank you.

sad_lawrencian 4 years, 2 months ago

You've never seen an old cemetery until you've seen some of the colonial cemeteries in Connecticut. The are very old, with cool headstones that are usually propped up against something. The most striking thing about the headstones is that many of them date from the 1600s, and some of them are still legible. You will see a large headstone with a name on it like "John Smith", and next to it a smaller headstone that reads "Mary, his wife". And then there will be five smaller headstones in front of them, all in a row, which would be their children who died in infancy. Sad but fascinating.

Actually, they are more slabs than headstones.

David Lignell 4 years, 2 months ago

Thanks for posting, Dave. I love visiting gravesites and imaging what it must have been like during the time those individuals were alive. A harder life than ours, no doubt. I try to think, too, about the stories behind the sayings on the headstones and who loved them and what they might have valued and "stood for". I agree with what sad lawrence said about the older headstones out east. We visited the graveyard in Boston by the Old North Church and those memories still reside in me.

jackpot 4 years, 2 months ago

Rod Stewart, "Every picture tells a story." Thanks Dave. More please!

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