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Death is a state where you live
only in others memories ...
so there are no goodbyes
only good memories ...
Bertie County
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Cemetery Photographs & Interment Records
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~ THIS IS A CEMETERY ~
"Lives are commemorated -
deaths are recorded -
families are reunited -
memories are made tangible -
and love is undisguised.
This is a cemetery.
Communities accord respect,
families bestow reverence,
historians seek information
and our heritage is thereby
enriched.
Testimonies of devotion, pride and remembrance
are carved in stone to pay warm tribute to accomplishments and to
the life -
not the death - of a loved
one. The cemetery is
homeland for family
memorials that are a
sustaining source of comfort
to the living.
A cemetery is a history of
people - a perpetual record
of
yesterday and sanctuary of
peace and quiet today. A
cemetery
exists because every life is
worth loving and remembering
- always."
~ Author unknown ~
Seen at a monument dealer's in West Union, Iowa
Grateful acknowledgement to John Wesley Cowand for this photo of the Ross Baptist Church Pulpit!
Gratefully acknowledging John Tayloe for this wonderful Ross Baptist Church Cemetery Contribution!
Gratefully acknowledging Neil Baker for this oldest known photograph of Ross Baptist Church!
 Gratefully acknowledging Claudia Harrell Williams and Faye Wallace for these current photographs of the Grace Episcopal Church.
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The Millennium Project: "People working together
to build an online database of African American
genealogical information for the 21st century"
A collaborative effort of cemetery preservation advocates working to increase
public awareness and activism in preserving, protecting and restoring endangered
and forgotten historic cemeteries worldwide.
Saving Graves is strongly committed to the preservation and protection of human
burial sites from unauthorized and unwarranted disturbance, by man or nature.
Many thanks to Frank Stephenson and Janet Thomas for this Buckhorn Baptist Church entry.
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A tale begun in other days, when summer suns were glowing ~
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May you never feel want nor want for feeling ...
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