Since I was a little girl, my family has always enjoyed cemetery browsing. My wonderful father, Arthur Kelley, would take us to each grave, telling us stories about each occupant therein. He knew everyone. I have continued this hobby, as do my children. Perhaps it is an "Irish thing."
In September of 2001 I was privileged to "browse" the ultimate cemetery, Westminster Abbey, in London, England. Unfortunately, while in Paris, we were unable to reach Pere Lachaise, so I have enjoyed browsing here. I feel cemeteries are wonderful historical records and gifts from the past, allowing us to know a little of someone's life so remote from our own. They also afford a feeling of continuity of humankind, and can bring tears and laughter at the fate so uniquely theirs, too soon uniquely our own.

Since I was a little girl, my family has always enjoyed cemetery browsing. My wonderful father, Arthur Kelley, would take us to each grave, telling us stories about each occupant therein. He knew everyone. I have continued this hobby, as do my children. Perhaps it is an "Irish thing."
In September of 2001 I was privileged to "browse" the ultimate cemetery, Westminster Abbey, in London, England. Unfortunately, while in Paris, we were unable to reach Pere Lachaise, so I have enjoyed browsing here. I feel cemeteries are wonderful historical records and gifts from the past, allowing us to know a little of someone's life so remote from our own. They also afford a feeling of continuity of humankind, and can bring tears and laughter at the fate so uniquely theirs, too soon uniquely our own.