Cemetery

On my way to the state forest a couple of weeks ago, I noticed an old cemetery down the road, so after I got done hiking, I walked down to check it out.

This headstone was placed prominently at the entrance:

Most of the stones were in various states of disrepair:

and some had a decided slant:

Most were hard to read.  This one was for three children - Making it to adulthood was a tough row back in the day:

Poor Harry Hill only lived a few months:

Here's a family plot:

Some stones had been replaced:

And there were some markers where there was no gravestone:

Uh-oh - looks like somebody's trying to crawl out ...

I just love old cemeteries.