Tuesday, August 24, 2010

Bury me Beaneath the Pine Tree

It seems there is an endless drive in my mind and spirit to find the yet undiscovered cemetery. At the best I figure it comes from two places. I remember walking in the graveyard across from the church in Glenmora looking for old relatives. Whenever we we were there we also walked to the other cemetary to see pa pa and ma ma mac. One of the great things my grandfather Ed Cone did was find and old cemetery and improve it. Those two things plus a general curiosity have led me to find and seek out yet undiscovered cemeteries.

I wonder about the names that are there. Who were they? How did they die? I imagine about the families that lost young multiple children. Or the war veterans. I look for the soilders, mothers and fathers. I wonder about the unmarked graves.

If I had the choice I would like to be burried at the Old Jerusalem Church Cemetery in Bryan County. Its off the highway down a dirt road. It is a clear square surrounded by pine trees.

I know that the resting place is only a temporay piece of the puzzle. I like cemeteries. They don't reallly spook me or scare me. They are usually quiet serene places. The other day I discovered one of bullochs old ones. It was in the far reaches of the county. One day I hope people visit me when I am gone and know that I considered my plot a happy place not a sad place.

Bury me Beneath the Old Pine tree Lord
So I can hear the wind beneath my feet
Lead me to Jerusalem so I can walk the streets of God

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