I know.......today is not Sunday.....
but let us pretend that I posted this on Sunday after I took this walk...to the town Cemetery.
There was once a band stand and a school on the same grounds as this cemetery. Bands played, speeches were made, stories were told, and memories were cherished.
The school was established in 1826 and the cemetery in 1830.
I have been here several times, reading the headstones.
Not until this visit, did I realize so many of the homes that surround ThirteenEleven's original builders are here. If I could ever figure out who build our house....I believe he would be here with his neighbors.
The monuments are quite breathtaking and heart warming. These women were well loved.
One hand near here heart and the other hand holding an anchor.
"Beautiful pure and noble...."
Her long hair is swept to one side, and she wraps herself in a cape. While one hand holds up the cape and dress, the other hand reaches down to a wood cross.
"This Memorial is a husbands tribute to a beloved wife who was the desire of his eyes and filled every want of his nature. Her life was a poem of beauty, rich in every womanly grace and virtue was by death anointed with all it needed Immortality. She is gone to the mountain of myrrh and to the hills of frankensense until the day break and shadows flee away."
Dora faces east. The other monuments face west. With baby in one hand and a pleading toddler clinging to her leg Dora is reaching to the sky.
"Erected in the grateful memory of the beautiful character, the peerless excellence of my beloved wife Dora Ferrell Cody who was the gift of God to me the embodiment of his smile, the angel ministrant to my home. In the morning of youth and beauty he gave her in the noontide. He called her home. The world is fairer that her unselfish life bloomed with in it; it is richer because of her imperishable loveliness."
From the dates and names on the surrounding graves. Dora gave birth to a son, Thorton on 3.13.1896, she died on 4.11.1896 and Thorton died on 7.28 of the same year. From the sculpture I would guess she had a toddler at the time.