I've been working on my family tree for 36 years and findagrave has been a great help. Most of my transcriptions were done pencil to paper, before digital cameras. Please let me know if I've made any errors in my transcriptions, I'll be happy to fix them. Please don't ask me to make changes or corrections based on speculation. Unless I know the family history, I enter what I see on the grave marker, just as it is. If you find I've made an entry for your family member, please request a transfer. I'll be more than happy to transfer them to you, if they're not my family.

PLEASE request transfers through the EDIT tab on the memorial.

Feel free to use the photos I've added.

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Do not stand at my grave and weep.

I am not there. I do not sleep.

I am a thousand winds that blow.

I am the diamond glints on snow.

I am the sunlight on ripened grain.

I am the gentle autumn rain.

When you awaken in the morning's hush,

I am the swift uplifting rush

of quiet birds in circled flight.

I am the soft stars that shine at night.

Do not stand at my grave and cry.

I am not there; I did not die.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~...~~~~~~~~~~~~~

I've been working on my family tree for 36 years and findagrave has been a great help. Most of my transcriptions were done pencil to paper, before digital cameras. Please let me know if I've made any errors in my transcriptions, I'll be happy to fix them. Please don't ask me to make changes or corrections based on speculation. Unless I know the family history, I enter what I see on the grave marker, just as it is. If you find I've made an entry for your family member, please request a transfer. I'll be more than happy to transfer them to you, if they're not my family.

PLEASE request transfers through the EDIT tab on the memorial.

Feel free to use the photos I've added.

~~~~~~~~~~~~~...~~~~~~~~~~~~~
Do not stand at my grave and weep.

I am not there. I do not sleep.

I am a thousand winds that blow.

I am the diamond glints on snow.

I am the sunlight on ripened grain.

I am the gentle autumn rain.

When you awaken in the morning's hush,

I am the swift uplifting rush

of quiet birds in circled flight.

I am the soft stars that shine at night.

Do not stand at my grave and cry.

I am not there; I did not die.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~...~~~~~~~~~~~~~