Grief does not discriminate. It can be seen in the face of angry fathers who carry young sons just killed in senseless wars. It can be seen in those who feel dead when abandoned or abused. And sometimes it can take the form of deep empathy felt by an aging stranger who happens upon a small town cemetery and imagines the intense pain felt by this family, so long ago.
took me a-back…
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So sorry sweetie.
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So sad. 😦
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Agreed 😦
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What a terrible time it must have been for this family.
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That’s what I was thinking .
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I’m thinking I know that “aging stranger” filled with empathy. I love you, Mike.
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Tammy….how nice to hear from you again. I have always loved you.
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we do have a rather deep connection my precious friend.
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I read precious as precarious 🙂
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Walking through a cemetery can really put things in perspective, and give one pause to think about things and others from times past.
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It really kind of floored me. A lot of babies, and couples buried together.
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It always tugs at my heart when I see graves for babies. The world can be cruel and too many innocents suffer.
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It certainly tugged at mine. Yes, just a breath or two and they are gone…
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In Greenville, Michigan there is a section called “The Baby Angels”…when the population of the town was only around 8,000, over 50 newborns were placed there between 1946 and 1949.
I can not imagine how this many young ones passing is such a short period of time must have affected the entire town. Next trip back there, I will take some photos as the section is very well kept and is quite a tribute to these “Lost Angels” of Michigan. Your post revived the memory of going there with the family to place flowers on a cousins grave that passed shortly before I was born in 1948.
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I was born in ’49, old timer. It would be interesting to know what kind of epidemic might have caused so many babies to die during that time. Terribly sad, so many families grieving.
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I have often wondered myself as my cousin was determined to be a “blue baby” was choked to death while still in the womb by the umbilical cord. Most of the children seemed to suffer the same fate or at least died at birth within minutes…such a high rate of mortality such as this in such a short period of time almost lends one the think of something nefarious.
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Nefarious indeed. You have the background to inquire. If you need some muscle, let me know 🙂
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Thanks Mike, always thought about “digging” into what happened…
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While doing my family history I discovered, during an epidemic in the 30s, three children died in Dec three days apart. On Dec 24th the mother died. It just rips your heart out. Thanks for reminding us that we have much to be thankful for.
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Wow, that is awful. Thanks for the comment Claude.
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I think visiting cemeteries does give us a sense of continuity with humanity. That despite all the differences we all at our core suffer most at the loss of our own. My baby sister, Susan Leigh, died at the age of 6 months of a heart defect she was born with. While they wanted to operate when she was older, her condition forced surgery at 6 months and she was just too weak to survive the surgery. To date it is the only time I ever saw my father cry. Over the years there has been sweet positive side to this in my mind. Susan coming into the world was unplanned and so when she died my parents did plan another pregnancy and had my sister Lynda. So I look at Susan as the little angel who gave us Lynda Gail.
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I would imagine your father cries when no one can see him. As we get older it is natural to also become more emotional. Sweet baby Susan.
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Yes, perhaps that is true! Susan was sweet and we enjoyed our time with her very much! I have a feeling that the parents of the babies in the cemetery didn’t get as much time since they weren’t named yet. Things were different in the 1920’s.
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That must’ve been devastating to the parents!
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Yeah, wonder what their life was like after that.
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So much pain behind two simple stones, simple words. But combined it is heart breaking.
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That it is my gentle friend.
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Wow. Awful.
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I mean the stones and what they symbolize (not your photos and post – that is wonderful).
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I got you Carissa, and thanks to all four of you for the comment 🙂
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Mike, I’d like to re-blog this but have no idea how to do it. We lost a child in 1983 and it still affects us to this day. I can’t even comprehend losing two kids in two years.
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Paul, I am saddened to hear that. As a parent I know there can be no greater loss than that. There should be a reblog option on my post, no?
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Paul, when you open my post, at the top next to ‘like’ is an option for reblog. Just click on it and then you can add your own comments. What you told me smacks me in the gut.
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I just can’t figure it out. I see a “Press This” button which gives me a link to your post. I was looking for a way of re-posting to my site so your info, photo and thoughts are there when anyone clicks on mine. I thought this was possible but maybe not.
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So very sad..
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So very.
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Oh. 😦
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yep.
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It s very sad…but they have chosen a wonderful way to remind the Babies..My heart goes out to them and all the ones who lost a child.. ♥ …
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As does mine 😦
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I clicked the “like” button, but then kind of rethought that. The Mom Person and I go walking in cemeteries a lot. Lots of stories to ponder there.
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Yes, hard to like this post. Thanks for your thoughtful comment.
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Hi Mike. I read the post you sent me to. Printed it out so I could read it lying down. That year you spent in Brooklyn has movie script written all over it. I wonder if Jesus is still around?
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He may be around, he may be imprisoned or dead. THANKS for looking at that and in the process looking into my soul. kind of intimate.
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Poor Jesus. I could almost see you two. The writing was very vivid.
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Now you know I am no country boy, although these days I live in open spaces. Do you know who the boxer Mike Tyson was/is? He is from Brownsville.
I have been told by others that my writing is vivid. I am ok with that.
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Why don’t they allow you to edit your comment after posting? There is a mistake in the one I posted above and I HATE that!!!!!!
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I can edit it…..what should I fix?
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fixed!
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I am soooo anal. Thanks for doing that!
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I also get pissed when I send a comment with mistakes. Guess I’m anal too. And you are so welcome Kat.
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Reblogged this on Words & Pictures and commented:
No words….
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Heartbreaking…so sad that this has to happen to families. Brought tears to my eyes, Mike. I saw this on your blog earlier and then on the news today I see something like this…http://myfox8.com/2012/11/28/two-week-old-found-dead-in-high-point-2-arrested/. Makes me wonder what this world is coming to. Just total sadness.
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I am, amongst other things, a former abuse and neglect investigator for social services. When I see something like this it makes me want to punch the father real hard. I never had much empathy for parents who couldn’t parent.
It’s a tough life, when we get to live it.
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I agree with you, Mike. This has just broken my heart to pieces and I don’t even know them. I hope justice is served in this case.
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It will be.
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I did a little family history last year and as a way to get names, dates etc I visited cemeteries to get the information. What I found were many children’s graves, names I hadn’t come across in the family tree – I suppose these children didn’t have descendants to remember them. After losing my own child last year, I felt a connection to my great grandmothers. My family tree is a lot fuller now 🙂
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I’m SO very sorry Lyndell.
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S0 much pain for the parents..I’, so sorry for them.
Losing a child ..never possible to forget
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No doubt.
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Sheesh this is sooooo well written. Great writing to go with these sad images Mike.
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You have become a good and generous friend Terry.
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Though I cannot “like” this I do feel you man. Thanks for making us stop and think Mike.
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You strike me as someone who is thinking all the time. Thank you Jagged.
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What touching images. Since there are no first names or birth/death dates, I wonder if they were stillborn.
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I wonder that as well, and would think that is a likely and sad scenario.
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This is just unimaginably heartbreaking. Something I recently read and can’t get out of my head, every day it pops back up when I least expect it. God gives everyone a “load” in life and at some point a “burden”, something overwhelming to deal with. This had to be an unbelievably heavy burden for the Walkers. just plain sad, no up side. Thought provoking photos Mike.
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It really makes me wonder how the Walkers were after this. They may well have had sufficient faith to manage it, but I guess we’ll never know that. Thanks for reading and for the comment Christina.
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Mike–At first just your narrative and the first picture filled my screen, and I thought, “That IS a sad image.” THEN I scrolled down to find the second image. It was like a punch in the gut (as I’m sure it was to the parents). A MOST powerful post.
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Thanks Jules. Yes, I was hoping that everyone would see both images.
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It makes me wonder… why 2 Baby Walkers? And what were the stories of their (possibly) very short lives…? Thanks Mike, such a simple but moving tribute.
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I concluded that they didn’t live long enough to name them (stillborn perhaps).
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ah yes…
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My sad guess as well.
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There were many baby graves there, and I think this unfortunate family had very bad fortune, 2 years in a row. Maybe that was a more common thing in the 20’s?
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Very Poignant . Let us hope there was some future joy for the parents.
Thoughtful post that has caught many peoples attention Mike.
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Poignant and I go way back. Thank you for this generous comment.
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Very, very sad.
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Much like your poignant post. Perhaps you inspired me e.
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from one who inspires many.
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Your posts are increasingly fabulous and your keen eye and soft voice combine to create something that is worth reading.
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That is a compliment that I hope to live up to, thank you very much.
e.
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Moving post. Thank you.
Blessings……
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You are most welcome. Thank you.
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Thank-you for visiting my blog, Mike. I always enjoy your photos and sentiments.
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My pleasure, and thank you.
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Poor family… and the child with no given name… I hope there were lots of strapping young Walkers following on from their little lost babies
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Yeah, hard to imagine that kind of loss, twice in 2 years.
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You have such a kind, empathetic heart … goodness … I feel so for the Walker family.
(How did I find this 2012 post here in 2014? It was linked on the bottom of the I’m Crushed post … which I also liked as I am a recycling fool)
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Yeah, the two baby Walkers. Can you imagine. Thanks Laurie.
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