>Received this from another site.....I don't know its validity.....I just >thought it was humorous, so I decided to share it with everyone............. > ... >> >>On the grave of Ezekial Aikle in East Dalhousie Cemetery, Nova Scotia: >> Here lies >> Ezekial Aikle >> Age 102 >> The Good >> Die Young. >> >>In a London, England cemetery: >> Ann Mann >> Here lies Ann Mann, >> Who lived an old maid >> But died an old Mann. >> Dec. 8, 1767 >> >>In a Ribbesford, England, cemetery: >> Anna Wallace >> The children of Israel wanted bread >> And the Lord sent them manna, >> Old clerk Wallace wanted a wife, >> And the Devil sent him Anna. >> >>Playing with names in a Ruidoso, New Mexico, cemetery: >> Here lies >> Johnny Yeast >> Pardon me >> For not rising. >> >>Memory of an accident in a Uniontown, Pennsylvania cemetery: >> Here lies the body >> of Jonathan Blake >> Stepped on the gas >> Instead of the brake. >> >>In a Silver City, Nevada, cemetery: >> Here lays Butch, >> We planted him raw. >> He was quick on the trigger, >> But slow on the draw. >> >>A widow wrote this epitaph in a Vermont cemetery: >> Sacred to the memory of >> my husband John Barnes >> who died January 3, 1803 >> His comely young widow, aged 23, has >> many qualifications of a good wife, and >> yearns to be comforted. >>(ed: guess they did not have personnal ads then) >> >>A lawyer's epitaph in England: >> Sir John Strange >> Here lies an honest lawyer, >> And that is Strange. >> >>Someone determined to be anonymous in Stowe, Vermont: >> I was somebody. >> Who, is no business >> Of yours. >> >>Lester Moore was a Wells, Fargo Co. station agent for Naco, Arizona in the >>cowboy days of the 1880's. He's buried in the Boot Hill Cemetry in >>Tombtone, Arizona: >> Here lies Lester Moore >> Four slugs from a .44 >> No Les No More. >> >>In a Georgia cemetery: >> "I told you I was sick!" >> >>John Penny's epitaph in the Wimborne, England, cemetery: >> Reader if cash thou art >> In want of any >> Dig 4 feet deep >> And thou wilt find a Penny. >> >>On Margaret Daniels grave at Hollywood Cemetery Richmond, Virginia: >> She always said her feet were killing her >> but nobody believed her. >> >>In a cemetery in Hartscombe, England: >> On the 22nd of June >> - Jonathan Fiddle - >> Went out of tune. >> >>Anna Hopewell's grave in Enosburg Falls, Vermont has an epitaph that sounds >>like something from a Three Stooges movie: >> Here lies the body of our Anna >> Done to death by a banana >> It wasn't the fruit that laid her low >> But the skin of the thing that made her go. >> >>More fun with names with Owen Moore in Battersea, London, England: >> Gone away >> Owin' more >> Than he could pay. >> >>Someone in Winslow, Maine didn't like Mr. Wood: >> In Memory of Beza Wood >> Departed this life >> Nov. 2, 1837 >> Aged 45 yrs. >> Here lies one Wood >> Enclosed in wood >> One Wood >> Within another. >> The outer wood >> Is very good: >> We cannot praise >> The other. >> >>On a grave from the 1880's in Nantucket, Massachusetts: >> Under the sod and under the trees >> Lies the body of Jonathan Pease. >> He is not here, there's only the pod: >> Pease shelled out and went to God. >> >>The grave of Ellen Shannon in Girard, Pennsylvania is almost a consumer >tip: >> Who was fatally burned >> March 21, 1870 >> by the explosion of a lamp >> filled with "R.E. Danforth's >> Non-Explosive Burning Fluid" >> >>Oops! Harry Edsel Smith of Albany, New York: >> Born 1903--Died 1942 >> Looked up the elevator shaft to see if >> the car was on the way down. It was. >> >>In a Thurmont, Maryland, cemetery: >> Here lies an Atheist >> All dressed up >> And no place to go. >> >>In a cemetary in England: >> Remember man, as you walk by, >> As you are now, so once was I, >> As I am now, so shal you be, >> Remember this and follow me. >> >>To which someone replied by writing on the tombstome: >> >> To follow you I'll not consent, >> Until I know which way you went.