What would you like written on your gravestone?

No, don’t want to think about it.

And don’t care really. I won’t be looking at it.

****On the back was carved 2 WORDS......

I like the idea of my own signature, with the dates. David Selznick's grave - and all his family - is done like that

Assmann.

R4 Assman.

Scattered.... why change just because of this?

He had a big dick!

‘what the fuck are you lookin at?”

!!!!!!!!!!

LOL...

Amen.

He had a hot ass but he couldn’t live forever.

Caftans, Earrings, Eternity

WHET-Now You Know

I'm Dead, DEAD to Me!

Mama, face it. I was the slut of all time.

Just my name & the years of my birth & death.

I'm actually facing this (pre-purchasing my own headstone), and it's not fun. I can't really trust anyone who survives me to even buy a marker, so I need to purchase my own. I'll keep it simple.

I’m planning something subtle and tasteful like this.

R19 Very eye-catching. Simple and to the point.

"Considering he was cremated, you're at the wrong place!"

I’m in a similar boat as R19.

My lawyer suggested I look into making arrangements, reviewing my will. Let me tell you, it’s quite sobering — and I’m not even 50!

For burial, my mother will be buried with my father, as will my brother. I’ll be buried in a family plot with a few generations, so no need to come up with a witty epitaph. I’ll go in the last space left but not having anyone to really rely on, I’m working with the cemetery to pre-pay to make sure a mason adds my name and details to the stone when the time comes.

Gosh! This thread and the one about taking care of our elderly mothers have depressed me. I’m going to have a drink and browse one of the “men presenting...” threads...

And now that the busy day is over I will rest

Don't blame me. I voted for Hillary.

Looking forward to a peaceful nonexistence.

R12 and all, Bill Kugle’s obverse is just as impressive. Click to see.

Something tasteful:

Maybe a hidden message like this:

Wonderful, R20. That’s actually a much copied theme and design, the Angle of Grief. Also, google “weeping statue at gravesite” to see images that are really cool. (I can’t figure out how to link it.)

Good people dear as you pass by,

On my cold grave do cast an eye

As you are now so once was I,

As I am now so shall you be,

Prepare for death and follow me.

Erotic but with a bizarre message.

I do genealogical research. My last name is relatively rare. If you have my name and live east of Ohio or in The Pacific Northwest, it’s 99% likely that we descend from the same couple that arrived in Massachusetts in 1635.

I found a grave in Texas with my last name, and a first and middle name that are repeatedly used in my family. He was buried with his relatives, and they all list their parents on all their grave markers, so this fellow’s marker did so also. His father’s first name was also another name that runs in my family. This fellow lived in the wrong place to be my family, so I put it out if my mind for a while, but it bugged me.

I knew my great uncle passed through on his way to find his fortune in Oregon Territory, so I got back to it. Because of the genealogy info on the markers I eventually discovered that my great uncle had a secret son in Texas, who he left with his in-laws, after his wife died young. When my great uncle died decades later, this son was not listed as a survivor in his obit as his other children were. While abandoned as a baby, the son’s marker still listed his father on his marker.

Seems sad. I’m left with a mystery that intrigues me, as to the family dynamics involved.

As a result of this and other genealogical puzzles, I’ve left instructions to list my parents’ names, and my four grandparents’ names, on my marker.

She saved the world a lot.

I Wish I'd Spent More Time At the Office

And... scene.

Shhhhhh!

Where there's a will, there's a way

Followed by this poem

I‘ve submitted the following to be added to the online memorial:

[quote] Myron Bartholomew Cisewski served as a Water Tender Second Class (WT2) onboard the USS Fechteler (DE 157), a Destroyer escort. The Fechteler was escorting an allied convoy about 120 miles north of Algeria when it was hit amidships, (reportedly by a survivor, “a direct hit on the engine room”), by a torpedo or similar fired by the German U-Boat U-967. The explosion lifted the ship out of the water and broke her in two. One officer and 26 servicemen were lost, including Serviceman Cisewski.

My father was on this ship. The engine room crew drew straws for who would do the dreaded kitchen work that night. My father lost, and was working in the kitchen when the torpedo hit the engine room, where Myron was working. Had my father “won”, he’d have died in the engine room, and Myron would have instead been in the kitchen, and survived the sinking in the Mediterranean, to be picked up by a British rescue tug, and subsequently brought to Gibraltar.

This U-Boat sunk only this one Allied ship, before it was itself sunk, with a lose of life of its entire crew.

R2038, My cousin’s grave reads [italic] “Asleep in Jesus.” [/italic] apparently it was a common trope in that era, (1892). It’s not legible today.

Marble became a popular material for grave markers in the mid nineteenth century through the first decades of the twentieth century. It’s a beautiful material, but a bit of a shame because acid rain has eaten into them and made many of them illegible. I’ve got a photo from1970 of an 80-year old marker in perfect condition, my cousin’s wife. After another 4o years, it’s become almost completely illegible. 👻

What happened to the poor guy in op’s pic? Born ten years after me, died six years ago. That’s terrible.

He went fishing, R42.

The Death of a Disco Dancer

Go away. I'm sleeping.

I like this one, such mournfulness:

Gone is a friend of two fold tie

A mother and a wife,

How does the living partner mourn

How gloomy is his life,

And see thee tender offspring too

The branches of the vine,

They languish for their native stock

And round a father twine.

I fell asleep in Jesus once. It was kind of hot, because I woke up hard again.

You were risen!

^^Oh, gosh, William Brown’s two kids died over the next four years! Sad! Poor William!

[quote] Here is the saddest one I’ve personally found. Betsey died 3 months after marrying Thomas, leaving him to mourn:

Sacred to the Memory of

Mrs. Betsey Dissmore,

Consort of

Mr. Thomas Dissmore,

who died Dec. 31, 1828;

aged 25 years 5 mos & 17 days

[italic] Betsey; my friend, my love, my bride,

Endeared by ties of grace & nuptials, died

Too soon hath left me here to mourn,

Sad thought! thou my spouse should ner' return

Eternal scenes around thee roll,

Yet joys supreme, ecstatic, fill thy soul,

Death for a season doth divide

In solemn silence, living friend from me my bride,

Say not too soon, for Jesus smil'd,

Say not return He call'd come home my child,

Mourn not for me my race is run;

On death's cold bank I linger'd; Oh how I long

Rejoice with me, rejoice to tell,

Entered the grave in peace, so all farewell [/italic]

Thomas married twice more, and died at age 84.

r45, see r38.

A bit OT, but if we're going for sad, there's the 6 word story Hemingway came up with for some contest :

For sale. Baby shoes. Never used.

Definitely not woke.

Get off my lawn!

Carrie White Eats Shit

No gravestone for me. I’m being cremated. And I don’t see the point of visiting a grave. If you want to think of someone when they’re dead, you just do it.

A few years ago, we were in Boston and walked through the graveyard in Boston Common. It was fascinating. My kids thought it was creepy.

“That’ll do Pig. That’ll do.”

I want one of those white trash stones that has images of all of the outdoorsy things like deer killing and a photo of me wearing a plaid coat and holding a hunting rifle.

Keep 'em guessing.

Finally, some peace and quiet.

People are Hell-Jean Paul Sartre

I win.

“He was born with the gift of laughter and a sense that the world was mad.”

"Visit me at my new address"

If you can read this you're too close

Courtesy of Dark Shadows"

Barnabas Collins looking at the gravestone of his beloved.

Witchy Angelique crawling out of a grave that any angry ghost had thrown her in.

Dig that grave and open that coffin!

My Mom used to take us all to Ye Old Ancient Burial Ground when we visited the oldest house in town, 1678. For some reason, it survived when Benedict Arnold and Ye British burnt the rest of the town down.

There is an old Revolutionary War fort there. When the American commander surrendered the fort by giving his sword to the British commander, the Brit ran him through with it.

Anyway, I am not perturbed by cemeteries, graves, wills, and so forth. My brother is for some reason.

.

My favorite is in Tombstone AZ:

Here Lies the Body of Lester Moore

Killed by a Slug from a .44

No Les. No Moore.

My Gram forced my four year old Mom to kiss Grandpa Otto in his coffin, and it traumatized Mom. Mom went to Church almost every day, throughout her life, when possible, and attended Church events - but NOT funerals! She couldn’t do it. Except for our immediate family.

So, the ancient burial ground tours may have been an attempt to inoculate the children from that. Plus it was a history lesson. She’d always point out the babies, mothers who seemed to die in childbirth, etc.

In the seafaring towns, there are fewer men’s graves because, among other reasons, they died at sea a lot.

Grandpa Otto has no marker. Gram could not afford it, and when I, and my bro, separately asked, we found we could not afford it either! Discussed in another thread, so, done!

+ Spes Unica

Strange as it may seem, my life was based on a true story.

I like that R73!

Bye, Felicia

MARY!!

She came. She saw. She cunted. Same as for all DLers.

Nothing. People will either remember me or they won't. Either way, I won't care because I'll be dead.

“Died from ingesting leftover turkey meatballs and no guest towels.”

[quote]She came. She saw. She cunted.

Sorry. I have that copyrighted.

R78, funereal services and grave memorials are for the living, not the dead. Nobody cares about your vote when you’re dead. If you feel strongly about something, you really need to make an effort to have it enforced after you’re gone. And “enforced” is the right word!

"And death once dead there's no more dying then."

Wm. Shakespeare from sonnet 146

R82, I like that! Poetry, and meaningful.

Vangie!

I also like this one about “two friends” who “unfortunately drown’d” together. They were just older boys. Like Conrad and Buck.

[italic] In Memory of

two friends that were

unfortunately Drown'd,

in Marblehead harbor;

Sept. 17, 1808;

Mr. JOHN PEDRICK 4th

Aged 21 years & 13 days,

Mr. SAMUEL HITER Jr.

Aged 20 years & 4 months,.

The only sons of

Capt. JOHN & Mrs.

SARAH PEDRICK,

Capt. SAMUEL & MRS.

HANNAH HITER.

Lovely and pleasant in their lives,

and in their deaths not devided. [/italic]

Re R85, It’s really sad to drown in a harbor. I’d guess, trying to save a boat from being swamped in a storm? Because I’d expect they could have reached mainland.

Please don’t tell the Evening Punctuationist about that “drown’d” inscription. He’ll have a fit.

Would it be cool today, to have circumstances of death on a grave marker?

“He died after a courageous 4 month fight with doctors.”

I saw that in an obit once.

Meh.

The hypochondriac's lament:

See, I told you so.

“Fuck all you Cunts!”

I told you I was sick motherfuckers.

“Do you know how much this fucking stone cost?”

At least he was always a WHORE!

This one's on me

[quote]funereal services and grave memorials are for the living, not the dead.

Which is why I have instructions in my will and have chosen an executor who will enforce them. Cremation, no funeral service, and no grave.

I put “dear to me as light and life” on my mother’s headstone. It’s a Robert Burns quote.

On mine I may request either “you’ll never know what was on my iPod” or “no, you CAN’T have my stuff”.

"I'll be seeing you."

Judy Garland's grave.

Judy was re-buried at the Hollywood Forever Cemetery.

"This time for real."

Buried alive.

"Excuse me miss, but I have problems of my own"

Or when I certain actress dies. "Here lies Julianne Moore...seriously"

I would like a big frieze of the entire cast of "On the Atcheson Topeka and the Santa Fe" number from "The Harvey Girls".

I'm serious.

"You're Next!"

Go Home.....You're Too Late

"You're Standing On My Dick"

DAAAT'S DA SUCK JOB!

"How? In a grease fire, duh."

She Lived For Dollar Tree.

- 2018 DL Dollar Tree Pound Cake Queen

I buried all of my enemies.

I die alone and happy.

I outlived Madonna

No! Not before Shatner!