After my mother passed in May of 2008, and we were sorting out the things she had left behind, I and my siblings had a hard time trying to place names to a lot of the thousands of photos she had. Many very old and deteriorating, I felt responsible to try and preserve as much of the family history and memories as I could, and to be able to share with my living relations and generations to come. I started a family tree on Ancestry.com
and online photo albums on Photobucket.com - http://photobucket.com/Spidersart. I was hooked, and started visiting the graves ancestors when I could find the locations, that brought me here...

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I have a dear friend, who's name is Pebbles. Just like the Flintstones baby. She was born a preemie and was not expected to live. Her mother named her Pebbles because, it was so important to her that her dear baby be remembered. She thought that with a name like Pebbles on the grave marker, everyone who passed, would pause, and hopefully say a little prayer, for her little one. Whenever I see graves of children and babies, I say a prayer for the little ones and for the parents who loved them.

After my mother passed in May of 2008, and we were sorting out the things she had left behind, I and my siblings had a hard time trying to place names to a lot of the thousands of photos she had. Many very old and deteriorating, I felt responsible to try and preserve as much of the family history and memories as I could, and to be able to share with my living relations and generations to come. I started a family tree on Ancestry.com
and online photo albums on Photobucket.com - http://photobucket.com/Spidersart. I was hooked, and started visiting the graves ancestors when I could find the locations, that brought me here...

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I have a dear friend, who's name is Pebbles. Just like the Flintstones baby. She was born a preemie and was not expected to live. Her mother named her Pebbles because, it was so important to her that her dear baby be remembered. She thought that with a name like Pebbles on the grave marker, everyone who passed, would pause, and hopefully say a little prayer, for her little one. Whenever I see graves of children and babies, I say a prayer for the little ones and for the parents who loved them.