Thought this might be in interesting poem for those working hard and have worked to record a cemetery. Should encourage others to update a cemetery. The two families that have worked the hardest at this are the Newells and Stalcups of Fayette & Marion counties, Al. THE RECORDING OF A CEMETERY by Thelma Greene Reagan Today we walked where others walked On a Lonely, windswept hill; Today we talked where other cried For Loved Ones whose lives are stilled. Today our hearts were touched By graves of tiny babies; Snatched from the arms of loving kin, In the heartbreak of the ages. Today we saw where the grandparents lay In the last sleep of their time; Lying under the trees and clouds- Their beds kissed by the sun and wind. Today we wondered about an unmarked spot; Who lies beneath this hollowed ground? Was it a babe, child, young or old? No indication could be found. Today we saw where Mom and Dad lay. We had been here once before On a day we'd all like to forget, But will remember forever more. Today we recorded for kith and kin The graves of ancesters past; To be preserved for generations hence, A record we hope will last. Cherish it, my friend: preserve it, my friend, For stones sometimes crumble to dust And generations of folks yet to come Will be grateful for your trust.