I call her the weeping angel.

She's a larger than life sized angel, kneeling prostrate on the Steen family monument.


The folds on the robe in the rear view of the monument, as well as the detail in the feathers, is just incredible.


It took some digging, but I believe this monument marks the graves of Jeremiah Palmer Steen (1840-1908), and his adopted son, William E Steen (1871-1909), both of whom have very simple markers behind the monument.

In the 1880 census, the family was living at 1122 Main Street in Little Rock. That location is now an interstate overpass. Jeremiah Steen's occupation was listed as "collects his rents."

I did not see a stone for Kate Steen, Jeremiah's Canadian born wife.

I'll have to go back and take a closer look...
Sometimes when I'm out graving, I find a lone stone and wonder where the rest of the family was.

At Oakland Cemetery in Little Rock, I ran across this stone.

Walter L Terry
Feb 14 1813
Aug 14 1876

Doing a tiny bit of research, I found that Walter was born in North Carolina, as was his wife, Rebecca Meredith. I know from researching them that they lived in Richmond County, NC in 1850 with their daughter, Sarah, who was 2.

By 1860, they were living in Ashley township of Pulaski County, and there was no Sarah with them. They were in the same location in the 1870 census. Walter's occupation was physician.

In 1880, after Walter's death, Rebecca Terry lived with her daughter Sallie (noted in the census as Charlotte), and son-in-law, Robert Little. Still in Pulaski County, but living now in the city of Little Rock.

Another graver says Rebecca is also buried at Oakland, but apparently the earth has claimed her stone.
For death begins with life's first breath. And life begins at touch of death.
John Oxenham, aka William Arthur Dunkerley

These stones really struck me yesterday as I visited Oakland.

I don't know if vandalism or falling tree branches damaged this stone. Over the years, Oakland has removed trees too close to graves.


The base of the stone tells a story of heartbreak.

Earnest William, our darling boy

Mary, wife of W Strickland
Born Oct 27, 1860
Died Nov 17, 1889

Burnard Martin, our darling boy

Mary's headstone

William Strickland
Born in Slaidburn, Yorkshire, England
Dec 14, 1856
Died Aug 13, 1906
Samuel Lasker was born in Russia on 22 Dec 1827, and died in Little Rock on 2 Nov 1886.

For a time after she was widowed, Augusta Lasker lived with her oldest daughter, Sallie (Lasker) Epstein, in Little Rock.

Augusta was born in Pleselien Prussia on 28 Dec 1830, and died in Little Rock on 31 Mar 1911.

She was the mother of 6 children.

Oakland Cemetery, Pulaski Co., AR

Some of Samuel and Augusta's children are also buried in this cemetery:
Henry Lasker, 1858-1923
Harry Samuel Lasker, 1865-1925
Bettie Lasker Alexander, 1867-1945
Esther Lasker Ehrman, 1870-1954
All the Find a grave listings for graves in this section of the cemetery are listed under Oakland by itself. Same for the African-American graves across the road, but still part of this city owned cemetery.

I for one am glad we have quit separating people by color and religion even in death.

stone in the Jewish section of Oakland Cemetery, Little Rock, Pulaski Co., AR

This is a Shadow Shot Sunday post, a blogging meme hosted by Hey Harriet. Head over there for more shadowy photos.
I spent some time checking out the section of Jewish burials in Oakland yesterday.




A father and son who died just months apart...
The Hebrew on the base of this one is an abbreviation of a verse from the Bible, the first book of Samuel, 25:29, "May his soul be bound up in the bond of eternal life."


This gate at the back of the section just really intrigued me...it doesn't look as if it has been used in years but I wondered if at one time, Jews were required to enter and exit through this gate instead of the main gate.

I highly recommend JewishGen for assistance with interpretation of symbols on Jewish gravestones.
In the summer of 2009, I went downtown to photograph some Civil War graves and monuments at the Little Rock National Cemetery for a possible volunteer project with the National Parks Service.

And Oakland is just next door...it's one of my favorites. One of my great-great grandmothers is buried there - something I did not learn until I had already been there multiple times and taken hundreds of images.


Funerary symbols abound in old cemeteries.

I love the draped urn...a life snuffed out.


Just sleeping...I think this one also qualifies as a hip tomb. (Note the resemblance to a hipped roof in the middle under the cover.)


Not sure exactly what the symbolism is here...that the earth will cover the mortal remains, perhaps?


Lots of obelisks...





The child's stone is the tallest one in that family plot...


Sarcophagi and mausoleums...




And stones on the stone...a practice that is literally thousands of years old, and began in times when nomadic Jews stopped in their journeys to repair graves, heaping more stones and pebbles on top of shallow graves dug in rocky soils to prevent disturbance of the grave by animals.


The practice of placing stones or pebbles on a grave has meaning in other cultures also, with stones representing the immortality of the soul

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