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Old Cemeteries

If hard evidence is wanted that we New Englanders h have roots running deep in our rock strewn soil, look no further than our old cemeteries, for we have them in plenty, and whose headstones still bear the bloodless and blind names of our people. Names that harken back long before they stained old Boston Harbor with English tea, long before aa king’s Red Coats marched upon these quiet shores – names like Joshua Pitts, Ezekiel Clark, Micah Bradford, Noah Crumbe, Esther Cole, and countless similar. Names that carried conviction, hope, and faith strong and resilient as any sturdy oak. The Book, you see, was never far from those God-fearing people, and always opened, always an easy reach for a troubled heart. It brought them solace in the darkest nights when life seemed less than certain, less than the faintest flicker of a taper’s flame. The land was new, hard. It needed tilling and care, willing hands to make it their own. Hands now forever idle, forever stilled in fathomless pockets. not as a hindrance to wasteful pleasure, but as a command, a divine blessing to benefit themselves and others, to be worked out. Laziness for its own sake found no supporters. Life had purpose, a reach. They walked with a sure footing, even when the heavens shook with fury and made them cower with fear and prayer, or when the ground beneath trembled. They learned to wait; it always settled. Now, in their decayed cradles of death, they sleep that mighty sleep we all must lie down to. Their children and their children’s children have been reduced to empty names that have outlived them. Yet they still speak to us with strength, hope, and conviction. We have inherited their blood. We have become their legacy. We will survive, even as they survived. These old cemeteries are proof of it.

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Date: 6/22/2020 6:38:00 PM
Beautifully penned. I feel pride in their integrity, conviction and love for God and country.
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Date: 6/21/2020 5:45:00 PM
Hello Maurice Rogoler, yes the cemetery does have a lot of history. Those stones go way back in time. Enjoy your evening my friend.
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