Tuesday, May 24, 2011

Facebook group

Patrick Memorial Cemetery Facebook Group is scheduled to be archived. Notice says members will not be updated and will have to be added.

Monday, February 28, 2011

From Edmund Burke

I thought this quote can be applied to the work that is being done by the Chattahoochee Valley Cemeteries society.

It is a partnership in all science, a partnership in all art, a partnership in every virtue and in all perfection. As the ends of such a partnership cannot be obtained in many generations, it becomes a partnership not only between those who are living, but between those who are living, those who are dead, and those who are to be born. Each contract of each particular state is but a clause in the great primeval contract of eternal society, linking the lower with the higher natures, connecting the visible and invisible worlds, according to a fixed compact sanctioned by the inviolable oath which holds all physical and all moral natures, each in their appointed place.

Saturday, January 1, 2011

The Heart is a Lonely Hunter

"What I'm trying to tell you is plain and simple. The bastards who own these mills are millionaires. While the doffers and carders and all the people behind the machines who spin and weave the cloth can't hardly make enough to keep their guts quiet. See? So when you walk around the streets and think about it and see hungry, worn-out people and ricket-legged younguns, don't it make you mad? Don't it?

-Jake from The Heart is a Lonely Hunter

Below:

Richard (Buddy) Williams. Born March 22, 1938. Died November 15, 1939.

Tuesday, July 13, 2010

Our Buddy









On Seeing an Infant's Grave
(In Patrick's Memorial Cemetery)

By Nathan Williams

A child in birth began his way
To a tomb that hides his soul
In the darkness of yesterday
On the path to growing old

A child now silent; an infant's wreath
A child without a will of way
Heaven's hand had stayed his breath
To keep him for another age

Just an infant of the morn
Who lived, who perished, who softly cried
Old enough when he was born
To feel the pain of those who die.
 

Tuesday, September 9, 2008



This is the arch that stands on the hill in the middle and oldest section of the cemetery.