A few days ago on my walk, this stone caught my eye. It was unique, and upon further inspection, I was fascinated with the name, Amysette. I have encountered many names, but this was a first. Amysette was young when she passed away, only 32 years old. Of course, I had to investigate! Based on her tombstone, Amysette was born on November 20, 1846. The 1870 census indicates she was born in Indiana to Joel and Rachael Bennett. She married…
A poem I wrote while thinking about my nightly cemetery walks at South Park… The Cemetery The hard, uneven asphalt worms its way through the grass. There are stones: shiny, lichen covered, broken, towering, hidden. It’s silent and peaceful, but bustling at the same time. What are the stories behind the names? Some forgotten, some adorned with artificial remembrance. For many, branches and leaves have sprouted. A root system established. For some, however, the roots have withered. Who will remember…