I fell into this ancestry thing 7 yrs ago when a cousin in Brazil asked for the dates of our grandmother's birth & death. It snowballed from there into family trees, etc. and researching our history, both for my husband and myself. Then when I began photographing graves, someone from RAOGK (Random Acts of Genealogical Kindness) told me if I was doing my family graves then it would benefit others to photograph graves in the same cemetery! So another hobby was born as if I didn't have enough to do anyway! I am recovering from cancer & I find (& have always found) cemeteries restful, interesting and peaceful on a sunny day...and this gives me a chance to have a hobby that I am passionate about that I can work on at my own pace. Thanks to all the Find A Grave volunteers! By the way, I am very pleased to make links, suggestions & transfers that are reasonable.
Please keep requests within the Findagrave transfer policy... namely parents, siblings, grand & great grandparents or 1st generation aunts & uncles. Yet if you care enough to ask for a transfer for a relative/dear friend to make links & bio I will honor it. I was recently denied a transfer request of my fathers sister from non-family as my Aunt was a friend of her mother & she prefers to keep her". ? ! ? Not nice!
I try to do the best I can with photos but our weather in Oregon this year (2014) in particular has been wet & soggy. Many of the graves are covered in mud or wet when I photo. Or at Mt.Calvary Cemetery there are the steep hills that I try not to stumble & roll down while photographing the stones! If you want to take a better photo you are always welcome to add it to my entry & I can delete my picture.
"Die Liebe Horet Nimmer Auf" - translated from German - The Love Never Ends
To me, doing genealogy is not a cold gathering of facts but, instead breathing life into all who have gone before.
~DEAR ANCESTOR~ Your tombstone stands among the rest, Neglected and alone. The name and date are chiseled out On polished, marbled stone. It reaches out to all who care It is too late to mourn. You did not know that I exist You died and I was born. Yet each of us are cells of you In flesh, in blood, in bone. Our blood contracts and beats a pulse Entirely not our own. Dear Ancestor, the place you filled One hundred years ago Spreads out among the ones you left Who would have loved you so. I wonder if you lived and loved, I wonder if you knew That someday I would find this spot, And come to visit you. Author Unknown.....
I am truly about to cry. I have been looking for my my great-grandfather for years and I have been unable to find his grave, even after contacting Calvary. If you have any info on where exactly it is located, please let me know. THANK YOU SO MUCH.