Infant Son

Another child...this one was a boy who only lived 20 days and was never given a proper name. Son of J.P. and Mattie M. Nenny, 1871.

Obviously after the headstone broke, someone propped it up on the piece that was still in the ground.

Although no one is posting comments, I've been getting an earful about the toppled headstones...

"..very sad."
"...that's terrible"
"..eerie"
"....why would you take pictures of that??"

To me, walking through a cemetery is like walking through an art museum. Once you get past the whole "final resting place" idea, you can spot art everywhere you look. To some, the headstones that have fallen over seem to conjure up images of the forgotten. But just because a headstone over 100 years old has fallen over doesn't mean that person is forgotten or nobody cares. Nothing lasts forever...not even grave markers.

So, is it not art because they mark where dead people are buried? It's not the actual dead person, after all. It's just a slab of cement that marks where they are buried. Some were created to be works of art to be looked at. Let enough time pass and eventually the Earth reclaims them.