Visiting graves . . . did you do it? (page 2)

garybuss

Blondie, I only have a small room full of live relatives who associate with me.
Dead relatives don't eat much potato salad and they are extremely easy to find.

kls

but not to visit any dead people but to see the various gravestones.

Evil you are so gross and so am i but gravestones of especially from the 1800s tell so much on the stones and i find the writing on these stones to be facinating as well as the stone it self.

As far as being a dub has nothing to do with me not visiting loved ones graves , i just choose not to because i would rather not face the pain again so i just choose to let go and put it in the past.

FreePeace

Hey Gary,

We visited graves a few times as Dubs. Here is a pic of me visiting my dad's grave in Blackfoot, ID a couple of years ago.

Hope you are well!

Doug

Hey Doug! Yup, doing good. We had broasted chicken at Lang's in Pipestone, Minnesota for a late lunch. Mmmmm AAAA++++ Then washed and polished the car and then baby and family came over for dinner. They just left for home. All that and I got driveway weeds sprayed first thing this morning. Another good day. :-)

diamondblue1974

Every new years day I visit my grandmothers grave and put flowers on it...did as a dub as well...

The gravestones surrounding it do paint an interesting picture of local history though...sad i know but its interesting nontheless.

DB74

Netty

We were never allowed to as witnesses. Guess either my parents thought there was some scriptural reason, or just there own over-zealousness, now I cant remember which. But once I got together with my hubby, I would go with him to visit his fathers/uncles/grandmothers grave. And I was so impressed with him when I saw how he handled himself. Making sure the gravesites were neat and clean, having a moment of silence to himself, placing flowers or flags on the graves, and then he would kiss his hand and put his hand on the grave. This was just so touching to me. I knew my grandmother was buried at the same cemetery, and even near his grandma, so this made me want to go look for her grave. I did find it, and now everytime we go together to the cemetery, I try to visit my grandma's grave too.

prophecor

I find them rather facinating. Yes, I have a screw loose....I know.

Then both of our screws must be one in the same EF. Graveyards are fascinating to me as well. Theres a few here in the Philadelphia area I've frequented on many occasions. There's one by the what's called East River Drive, a picturesque park that overlooks the Schukyll River. It's a very prestegious cemetery, filled with those of high stature from days of old. There are masoleums there in what's affectionately called, millionaires row, that I would be proud to live in as a home now.

Mt Moriah Cemetery, however is a place where you would expect to find ghost and goblins of various sorts. The place is always in disrepair and many folks on that side of town do not have any respect for the dead. Gravestones are knocked over, the grass there is always well beyond overgrown, and the gates are broken down with a meeting house at the entrance that looks like something out of a horror movie.

Word has it that cemeteries were often used as gathering places for those to socialize with picnics and the like, as far back as the late 1800's. Not until Hollywood brought about the unpopular ideas of ghost and the undead of zombies and the like who haunt those type of establishments, did visiting graveyards no longer become popular.

Cemeteries and those who designed them have a unique and quaint appeal to those who have no fear of facing there own eventuality. They are often some of the most peaceful places on the planet. Many now use them as places to excercise, a way of finding a safe place within the community amidst a hostile urban envioronment.

LouBelle

I must say I didn't visit graves to talk to people or because I had a dead ralative - A friend and myself used to like reading the headstones, and just check out graveyards, try scare each other and stupid stuff like that.

Gill

I used to believe there was no point. Now I know it's important.

My parents,both JWs tend the graves of my dead aunt and uncle regularly.

But a sister who died in their congregation doesn't even have a headstone and apart from when she was buried, no one ever, ever from her family ever bothered with her grave.

Different strokes, I suppose.

There is NO memorial at all for my husband's dead JW grandparents. Lost somewhere in time. There wasn't even a funeral for hubbys Grandpa. I think he knew we were at his cremation though.

Sometimes you feel you can just reach out and touch.... but there's no one to touch...but in your mind you feel they're there and you know, now I'm no longer a JW, I feel they do exist...somewhere even if it's only in time. How crack pot is that!

I probably haven't done enough housework today to set my feet on the ground.

Sad thread, Gary!

Love

Gill

Honesty

Did you visit graves as Witnesses?

Yes, every time I went to the KH. It was always full of the walking dead.

Visiting graves . . . did you do it?

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