Richard (Dick) Ramsey
Last weekend, on our way back from Birmingham, Chip and I stopped by Friendship Baptist Church on US411 between Springville and Odenville to find Richard H Ramsey's grave. We knew that it existed somewhere, because we found an old picture of Mommy from 1962 of her standing next to his grave. Also, a couple of months ago, I found here that an R M Ramsey was a preacher at Friendship twice (a year each) in the late 1800s. So I had a hunch that it was there.
So Chip and I went all around the cemetery looking for a stone about 4 feet tall with a curved top. I noted one that was pushed over as a possibility as I was walking through, but I promptly forgot about it. Later, when Chip saw it, he started looking at the picture and compared the stones behind the fallen one to the one in the picture. The one directly behind my mom was a double stone with two "humps" on top, sort of like the top of a heart. There was one just like it right behind the fallen stone! So this had to be it. The chances of it not being were pretty slim.
Then we set about to get the stone upright. You know, a four foot by four inch slab of marble is really not that light! Chip managed to flip it to the side, so we could see that indeed, this was the right stone, complete with shaking hands at the top! Then we both groaned and grunted to stand it upright. After a minute or two of catching our breath, we started "walking" it around to where it was supposed to be. We finally managed, and now the stone is back where it belongs!
We don't think it had been turned over all that long. It wasn't that dirty, and there was still grass underneath it that wasn't that decayed. But it's back in place now, and hopefully it will stay. It'll take a big something hitting it, because it's not light!
(Also, this log really should be before the last one, since it happened 3 days before.)
So Chip and I went all around the cemetery looking for a stone about 4 feet tall with a curved top. I noted one that was pushed over as a possibility as I was walking through, but I promptly forgot about it. Later, when Chip saw it, he started looking at the picture and compared the stones behind the fallen one to the one in the picture. The one directly behind my mom was a double stone with two "humps" on top, sort of like the top of a heart. There was one just like it right behind the fallen stone! So this had to be it. The chances of it not being were pretty slim.
Then we set about to get the stone upright. You know, a four foot by four inch slab of marble is really not that light! Chip managed to flip it to the side, so we could see that indeed, this was the right stone, complete with shaking hands at the top! Then we both groaned and grunted to stand it upright. After a minute or two of catching our breath, we started "walking" it around to where it was supposed to be. We finally managed, and now the stone is back where it belongs!
We don't think it had been turned over all that long. It wasn't that dirty, and there was still grass underneath it that wasn't that decayed. But it's back in place now, and hopefully it will stay. It'll take a big something hitting it, because it's not light!
(Also, this log really should be before the last one, since it happened 3 days before.)