I've been researching my families for 30+ years and owe gratitude to the gravers here who've memorialized my people before I even knew where to look for them. My families: Bland, Graham, Wise, Hanson, Von Inse/Ince, Randolph, Bolling, Padfield, Hill, Tadlock, Bacon, Parke, Cocke, Jones, Poythress, Houston, Rice, Peeler, Allgood, Brown, Rumfelt, Marly/Marley, Patrick, Mashburn, Johnston, Brown, Wetherington, Taulbee, Armstrong, Lockhart, Campbell.
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This verse is mine, dedicated to my Bill, to gravers everywhere, especially to DPlus9 (#46635247), Buck Ivey (#46557951), Bill's cousin Roanna (#46932997), my cousin Jan (#46607804), my cousin Tunie (#46536984), my cousin Daphne (#46889859), my cousin Scott Peeler (#??)--all cousins discovered through findagrave. If you like my poem, you should see Jan's. Feel free to share my verse and credit my name or not.
THE GRAVER My Bill looks red and windblown As he trundles down the hill. We seek Mary Bland, the widow, who lies Buried and is missing still. Those in the past who'd found her Six miles from town had said. No road nor which direction. I ask, "Where were their heads?"
We've rushed to use the sunlight And there's snow just past sunset. The antique shop man has sent us To these Quakers who lie here yet. Best do it now while the weeds are low And before it's summer hot, And he'd called ahead to the hunt club So we'd not be shot.
Bill went to do the scouting, Crossing dales and over berm. The wind blows cold, cuts to the bone, And we think I'm too infirm. "There are so many small ones," As his tale he does relate, "But no sign of Bland in all this land." Hmmm, is this our fate?
Bill says, "There are so many, Both looking high and looking low, They're scattered every which way To squeeze them in just so. The markers all lean over Midst the reeds and midst the thorn. Some stones peek up just barely As if they had been shorn."
His knees were groaning loudly As he stooped to see beneath. His back was aching badly as… Oh, dear, "The name was Heath." He gazes o'er the distance, Looking tired and looking worn. He sighs, then cheers, "Next weekend...." A new "graver" has been born.
Mary Bland is still missing near Disputanta VA and local hunters are helping us to look for her, organized by the local antique store owner. They say they trip over grave stones in the woods all the time.
Bland Thank you so much for what you do. I never knew my father or his family and then I found a aunt that told me a very little bit as she never had much interest in her lineage. I have a Guinn / Bland connection. David D Guinn b.24 Oct 1880 SC- d.31 Jul 1960 SC was married to a Laura Bland b.18 Mar 1882 NC - d. 15 Apr 1928 SC. Laura was the daughter of Thomas Montreville Bland b.26 Jan 1852 Chatham NC to d. 2 Jun 1925 Durham NC and Antinette Sophia Poe b.2 May 1857 Chatham NC to d. 3 Nov 1921 Chatham NC. I don't know if my Blands are the same as yours but I wanted to say thank you. I live in CA so the information is very much appreciated. It is so good of you to help so many of us looking for our families. I have thought about cataloging a few of the old cemeteries by me but last time I talked to the bigger one of the two, I was told that the information could not be shared do to privacy issues. Once again thank you for all you do, you have given me food for thought and I hope possible family. Much thanks from California, Pam Carmona or email@example.com Thank you
RE: Bernice Wise #47163258 My daughter-in-law is a granddaughter of Mary Pauline Wise and ggrandaughter of Ingwer & Mary Hanson. She has a very limited knowledge of her ancestors. Can I contact you on e-mail?