The collective in my family thought surrounding this family group is that of men and "the uncles". Seven boys, of whom we collectively have a number of photographs and one large oil portrait. Thus I was especially touched to find the tiny grave of the lone baby daughter, Christine, who was just one month old at her death in April 1887.

One interesting thing I noticed about this grave was the engraving on the top of the tombstone in addition to the more standard engraving on the side -- almost as if her parents wanted to ensure her tiny stone didn't get missed by those looking from above.


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