Win an Advance Reading Copy of the UK Edition of THE GRAVEYARD BOOK
Tombstones say so much, so concisely. In that one small dash between a date of birth and a date of death, a whole life has passed with just a few short words to sum up all the living. What will your epitaph say about you? Will you be fondly remembered or gleefully forgotten? Try to imagine what might be chiseled in stone on your behalf, and send us your speculation.
Give us your name, your dates, and no more than 25 words on the subject of your passing. Our favorites will be awarded their own virtual grave and headstone in a specially designed page on TheGraveyardBook.com
Here are a few samples for you…
“That’s All Folks”
~Mel Blanc
***
This stone was raised to Sarah Ford,
Not Sarah’s virtues to record–
For they’re well known to all the town–
No Lord; it was raised to keep her down.
~Sarah Ford
Kilmurry Church, Ireland
***
“Here lies the body
of Jonathan Blake
Stepped on the gas
Instead of the brake”
~Memory of an accident in a Uniontown, Pennsylvania cemetery
***
“As the flowers are all made sweeter by the sunshine and the dew,
So this old world is made brighter by the lives
Of folks like you.”
~American gangster Bonnie Parker (of Bonnie and Clyde)
***
“Alien tears will fill for him
pity’s long-broken ern,
for his mourners will be outcast men,
and outcasts always mourn.”
~Oscar Wilde
***
“Murderd by a traitor and a coward whose
name is not worthy to appear here.”
~Jesse James
***
“Here lays Butch,
We planted him raw.
He was quick on the trigger,
But slow on the draw.”
~In a Silver City, Nevada, cemetery
***
So have at it. Please leave your entries in the comment thread, and on or about July 1, we (along with various ghouls, and the ambulatory dead) will choose the winners and get Advance Reading Copies out to them pronto.
Mark Lord June 23rd, 2008 at 4:50 am
A man of talent and wit,
Writer of words sad yet funny.
Some said “a shame he didn’t see fit
To ever write a check to us for our money”.
Gavin L. O'Keefe June 23rd, 2008 at 8:17 am
Visions haunted him,
And he tried to hold them -
Music wooed him,
And he was seduced by her -
Words did charm him:
And in vain he invoked
the Visions to win
the Music and the Words.
Matt June 23rd, 2008 at 8:34 am
MKB
1960-2061
100% Recyclable Content
(cc.: Yanluo)
Rick Ollerman June 23rd, 2008 at 8:42 am
His beginning laid out
He grew into it as he came
When he was more he loved
With wife and children
There is no more.
Amy Harlib June 23rd, 2008 at 9:33 am
Epitaph for a failed life:
God made rivers
God made lakes
God made Amy
Here lies one of God’s biggest mistakes.
Amy Harlib June 23rd, 2008 at 9:36 am
By the sewer she lived,
By the sewer she died,
Some call it depression,
I call it ’sewercide’!
robin moore June 23rd, 2008 at 10:08 am
1979-1980
he was left alone to the night, and the things that go bump in it.
Daniel McNulty June 23rd, 2008 at 10:31 am
Here lies Danny Boy
for whom hallowed earth
and time
kept calling
now all above is dark and silent
against the grit and lime.
1980~2045
JJS June 23rd, 2008 at 10:38 am
Being gay, and wishing to leave a lasting irritation to those who have a problem with it, I want my name, the dates, and a rectangle taller than it is wide. There should be two circles, one above the other, in the rectangle. Beneath should be the words, “Going Up!”
Robert B. June 23rd, 2008 at 10:40 am
Robert B.
1975-2008
From beneath the ground
The motley group did rise
Seven corpses took poor Robert
Along with their army of flies
steve davidson June 23rd, 2008 at 10:49 am
1958 - ?
Well, you’ve got to start somewhere
Mike M June 23rd, 2008 at 10:51 am
He didn’t understand what “DUCK!” meant.
Lisa June 23rd, 2008 at 10:55 am
Lisa
Born 1954
Dropped Her Sword 2008
Scot Sonderman June 23rd, 2008 at 10:55 am
1964-2054
Here I lay,
First I said I was too young
Then too busy
Then to tired
What is my excuse, now?
Steven Klotz June 23rd, 2008 at 10:57 am
Steven Klotz
1978-2006
They buried the crook with his powerbook.
It’s not bad to die if you still have WiFi.
Adam Rakunas June 23rd, 2008 at 10:59 am
Adam Rakunas
1974-2075
He crossed the streams.
Jon Berghout June 23rd, 2008 at 11:14 am
1966-2031
Here lies Jon Berghout,
Never more shall he cuss.
Reading Neil Gaiman while crossing the street,
He was run over by a bus.
Jon C. Manzo June 23rd, 2008 at 11:14 am
1962-2099
In life, my mouth was always talking
Now, it’s usually shut.
But not that way for always,
As I’m only in a rut.
Nathaniel Payne June 23rd, 2008 at 11:14 am
A. Nathaniel Payne
1976 - 2052
In death, he has been given the chance to do what he never could in life: shut up.
Lynette Mejia June 23rd, 2008 at 11:34 am
1972 - 2074
Enjoy your time
From Death now free
For As I am now
So you shall be
Michelle Klishis June 23rd, 2008 at 11:39 am
Michelle Klishis
1970 -
Oops!
Stacy June 23rd, 2008 at 11:41 am
R.I.P.
Our Dear Stacy
1979-2008
Stacy was kind.
She was beautiful and just.
If only she hadn’t
Let her tongue ring rust.
Glenn Curry June 23rd, 2008 at 11:54 am
Don’t waste your time standing there talking to me. Go. Do. Be.
Shira Lipkin June 23rd, 2008 at 12:28 pm
Shira Lipkin
1974 -
It seemed like a good idea at the time.
Danny Chamberlin June 23rd, 2008 at 12:34 pm
Danny Chamberlin
196x-204x
Born in the south
His neck, it was red
He said “look ma no hands”
and now he is dead.
Douglas Warren June 23rd, 2008 at 12:36 pm
Douglas Warren
1967-2035
I’m Finally
Doing Something
For the Environment
Douglas Warren June 23rd, 2008 at 12:37 pm
1967-2012
Holy Crap!
The Mayans Were Right
Brian Buckley June 23rd, 2008 at 12:47 pm
Brian Buckley
1985-2015
Uxoricide by cyanide
He essayed on a whim -
He slipped a grain in her champagne;
She slipped a knife in him.
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Steven Hart June 23rd, 2008 at 1:01 pm
STEVEN HART
1958-2087
Looks like you missed your chance.
josh stockwell June 23rd, 2008 at 1:04 pm
Here lieth the body and remains and ashes, of one preoccupied with dots and with dashes. Morses of code and codes of Morse, his killer they say, he felt no remorse. We think of him well and well do we think, of his soul forevermore tap-tapping the brink.
Anne KG Murphy June 23rd, 2008 at 1:31 pm
Dec 4, 1974 - Sept 15, 2099
Thanks to Sken, she died happy.
Robert Reynolds June 23rd, 2008 at 1:33 pm
Robert Reynolds
1959-2029
In one of life’s cosmic jokes, he was found underneath a bookcase filled with horror anthologies and collections, clutching a Charles Beaumont collection.
Cam Turner June 23rd, 2008 at 1:44 pm
1978 - 2103
Eternal life exists only in the memories of the living. So live well, lest you be forgotten, and please remember those who came before you.
James Van Pelt June 23rd, 2008 at 1:46 pm
He considered himself as prey,
Which was inevitable,
Having eaten,
To be eaten at last.
deCadmus June 23rd, 2008 at 1:52 pm
1966 - 2066
Waste not your time
In this wretched place
My bones were made ashes
And shot into space.
Ron Avitzur June 23rd, 2008 at 2:12 pm
Ron doesn’t lie here anymore. He probably snuck out to go back to work.
Dave Miller June 23rd, 2008 at 2:32 pm
David Richard Miller
1967 - 2073
His Life,
Like Yours,
Was a Miracle.
Erika Amaya June 23rd, 2008 at 2:50 pm
“I’m alive and you’re all dead.”
The joke’s on you
I took Dick’s instead!
1984-2084
Dave Bessom June 23rd, 2008 at 4:33 pm
David Edward Bessom
1979-2008
Hand-carved his own epit-
Troy Hall June 23rd, 2008 at 4:33 pm
1975-2008
He couragously gave up his life so that others could mourn his passing.
Natalie Way June 23rd, 2008 at 4:40 pm
1987-2008
If only she had paid more heed
As to where she left Feces
If it wasn’t in her water dish
She might not have caught Shigellosis!
Tobias Steinhorst June 23rd, 2008 at 4:43 pm
Here lie my remains
not Mark Twains
The news of his death was premature,
of mine you can be sure
D. Moonfire June 23rd, 2008 at 4:46 pm
Dylan R. E. Moonfire
1975-2050
Large repository of
Useless knowledge.
For a nice long chat,
Dig up
And start talking.
Matt June 23rd, 2008 at 6:08 pm
MJS
1982-2063
He’s dead, Jim.
Simon Gene 1970- ? June 23rd, 2008 at 6:58 pm
Beneath this stone, remains but worm-ridden bone. If truth be told, the molt is done, and now its time to have some fun.
Jim Steel June 23rd, 2008 at 7:17 pm
Jim Steel
1964-2009
Death cannot hold him
For he has risen
Do not look over your shoulder
He is behind you
Laura W. June 23rd, 2008 at 7:22 pm
I’ve got a bad feeling about this…..
Neil R. June 23rd, 2008 at 7:29 pm
Neil Rhodes
1975-2008
His face is ashen
His skin is mottled
The purple bruises mean he was throttled
What evil deed led to this fate?
He put his fork on another man’s plate.
Howard To June 23rd, 2008 at 7:32 pm
1971-2008
I told you I was sick.
Tim Moore June 23rd, 2008 at 8:09 pm
Tim Moore
1982-2064
Here lies Tiny Tim;
we buried him here on a whim.
To fit him in a box ten by two
his legs we had to hew.
heather June 23rd, 2008 at 8:18 pm
1969-2042
The art of flying is to throw yourself at the ground and miss. It should be noted that the best location for practising this art is not the top of a twelve story building.
heather June 23rd, 2008 at 8:21 pm
Oops - too long! Please take this entry instead…
1969-2042
The art of flying is to throw yourself at the ground and miss. The best location for practising is not the Eiffel Tower.
Liz (Penkala) Liadis June 23rd, 2008 at 8:31 pm
Here Lies Liz
She got slipped a mickey,
but it wasn’t a mouse.
Liz (Penkala) Liadis June 23rd, 2008 at 8:41 pm
She got slipped a mickey,
but it wasn’t a mouse.
(Sorry, I posted again because in my previous post I put an inactive e-mail address.)
Fertanish June 23rd, 2008 at 9:11 pm
William Fertanish
1971-2008
He was born in the autumn
He was killed on the road
His life was a boring
As this cold slab of stone
Paul June 23rd, 2008 at 9:16 pm
Here Lies Paul
He Didn’t See It Coming
And Then It Hit Him
…
Blindfolded Bullfighting
Is Never a Good Idea
JulieB June 23rd, 2008 at 9:28 pm
Here lies Julie, a mom,
who worried to death…
Alan Kellogg June 23rd, 2008 at 10:00 pm
Lowered the standards for “moderately well known” conservative bloggers everywhere.
John Scalzi June 23rd, 2008 at 10:06 pm
Died with a smile on his face.
Interestingly, not HIS smile.
Gareth Jones June 23rd, 2008 at 10:27 pm
@Howard To : that’s Spike Milligan’s epitaph (http://news.bbc.co.uk/2/hi/uk_news/england/southern_counties/3742443.stm), you cheeky thing.
Gareth Jones 1973-2008
Exercised, ate healthily. Still dead.
Steve Buchheit June 23rd, 2008 at 11:59 pm
Stephen Buchheit
d. July 1, 2008
Aged 42 Years, 2 Months, 5 Days
Well, I won’t do that again
Steve Buchheit June 24th, 2008 at 12:02 am
Stephen Buchheit
b. 04-26-66
d. 07-01-08
GET OFF MY LAWN!
Chris Green June 24th, 2008 at 1:42 am
Christopher Green
1976-2008-2010
At 6 Feet
Buried Standing,
But Not To Save Space
His 7 Foot
Rigor Mortis,
An Eternal Disgrace
“Buried Twice
This Time Successfully!”
Shane Nixon June 24th, 2008 at 4:10 am
Shane Nixon
1964 - 2164
ROFLMAO
BTW WTF?
L8R
Dave Agnew June 24th, 2008 at 4:29 am
Ouch.
Susanne June 24th, 2008 at 5:00 am
1765-1838
Here lies Susanne.
Finally.
1845-1880
Here lies Susanne.
Hopefully.
1887-1953
Here lies Sus—
DAMMIT!
1975-2067
Here lie—
ARRRRGH.
2085-2176
This time we used a stake.
Meg Jones June 24th, 2008 at 5:20 am
Meg Jones
1988 - 2008
She didn’t eat meat
That walked on four legs
And was never caught dead wearing fur,
So maybe that’s why,
The pescatarian should die
When a fish with large teeth ate her.
Allen Pict June 24th, 2008 at 5:36 am
1982-2043
Here lies Allen Pict
Because his wife took exception to him lying elsewhere.
Alan Kellogg June 24th, 2008 at 7:00 am
They stabbed him
We slabbed him
Pug June 24th, 2008 at 7:06 am
A sailor on the water of life has run around
The wreck a warning to all of shifting ground
Stephanie June 24th, 2008 at 7:12 am
Stephanie Matteson
1964 - 2***
Many mistakes
in life did she make.
No regrets
from this life will she take.
Alys June 24th, 2008 at 7:43 am
1 August 1881 - 7 December 1981
Only Sleeping
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Taylor June 24th, 2008 at 10:43 am
Taylor C ~
1986 - 1900
The Lone Victim of Y2K
Maggie Evans June 24th, 2008 at 10:56 am
Margaret Evans
1962 …
Poor Maggie was told
“don’t procrastinate”
So took the bull by the horns
- and is now late
NicoleW June 24th, 2008 at 11:19 am
Nicole
1968-2067
Behold and see, all that pass by;
As you are now, so once was I.
As I am now, so you will be.
Nyah nyah!
Shane Nixon June 24th, 2008 at 11:20 am
Shane Nixon
1964 - 2536
Well that got your attention…
Steven Novick D.D.S. June 24th, 2008 at 1:11 pm
Steven Novick D.D.S.
December 1960-January 2099
“In life he suffered
tortured dreams
and moaned his fate.
But all the joys
wished for were there,
and now he sees
too late.”
Sarah Heacox June 24th, 2008 at 1:42 pm
Here Lies Sarah
Expired While Skiin’
Should’ve Picked a Path
That There Wasn’t A Tree In
Steve June 24th, 2008 at 2:10 pm
I’m dead
and you’re not
….yet
Maggie Evans June 24th, 2008 at 2:51 pm
Sorry - I know I shouldn’t send twice but this just sounds better (I knew I should have procrastinated!)
Poor Maggie was told
Don’t procrastinate
Took the bull by the horns
Now she’s late
(better?)
gary June 24th, 2008 at 3:01 pm
Finally
Stephen D. Covey June 24th, 2008 at 4:47 pm
Steve
1949 - 2049
Wow. Here’s my body.
If I’d realized how uplifting
corporal death could be, I’d have had
it done years ago.
See you at the party!
Ryan T. Riddle June 24th, 2008 at 5:14 pm
Our lives are like novels on a typewriter, always in flux until those two final words: “The End.”
Charles Tan June 24th, 2008 at 6:09 pm
His words will live on forever
On the Internet.
Chris Hawley June 24th, 2008 at 6:15 pm
+ 1959 · Christopher · † 2014
YOU MAY NOW CALL ME HAPPY
Charles P. Hashem June 24th, 2008 at 7:12 pm
Charles P. Hashem
1986~2008
Here lies a man with his guide,
a loving hound beside.
Come day many birds they gave chase,
together now, in a timelessly bright place.
Elizabeth Rose June 24th, 2008 at 7:59 pm
Beneath this crippled stone
rests a soul who
waltzed with humanity,
painted the wind,
touched time,
And mingled with eternity.
StevenC June 24th, 2008 at 10:03 pm
Always wondered what that button was for.
Georgina Souter June 25th, 2008 at 12:13 am
Georgina Souter
1960-2070
Too quiet. Too long.
Greg Carere June 25th, 2008 at 1:03 am
Here lies Greg Carere,
but not for long.
Go quickly.
He is already on his way back up.
Greg Carere June 25th, 2008 at 1:04 am
Greg Carere
1985-2008
It was, all of it, worth it.
Patricia Marie Lafayllve June 25th, 2008 at 2:43 am
We never know what the afterlife brings
Until it is too late.
Patty knows first, for here she lies -
what an ironic twist of fate.
J Talbot June 25th, 2008 at 2:47 am
J Talbot
1986 - 2026
When the world has ended, wake me up!
And I shall tell you a story
of when everything was new.
Alan C. June 25th, 2008 at 2:49 am
Alan Caum
1983 - 2057
He filled his youth with histories,
With knights and crowns and kings;
And now he lies at common ease,
Content with smaller things.
Alan C. June 25th, 2008 at 2:55 am
Alan Caum
1983-2062
Read elsewhere of his life,
his deeds, his loves.
Here is only the proof
that once he lived,
and that what you read
is true.
Jim Grayson June 25th, 2008 at 3:00 am
1976-2013
It was pitch black.
He was eaten by a grue.
Jim Grayson June 25th, 2008 at 3:04 am
In lieu of flowers please leave whiskey.
Open, please.
Dead hands are crap with a bottle-top.
Foz Meadows June 25th, 2008 at 3:10 am
No Queen of the Sea nor Inca Lord
but maybe Kip’ wrote true:
the red Earth rolls, and it could be
that who lies here that once was Me
came back again as You.
Roslyn Hirst June 25th, 2008 at 3:16 am
R. Hirst, 1986-2010
There once was a young girl called Ros,
She lies here before you because,
One day in the libr’y,
While whining quite glibly,
Was struck with the shorter Oxford’s.
Robson June 25th, 2008 at 3:17 am
Are you sitting comfortably? Then let me begin…
Daniel Schreiber June 25th, 2008 at 3:17 am
I can see up your dress.
Samantha Straus June 25th, 2008 at 3:22 am
Samantha Straus
1987-2008
Today, for a copy of Neil Gaiman’s new book,
This young woman beneath, her own life she took.
A sad ending for a life only just begun,
When all came to a close, she could not be outdone.
And yet, in her great haste, she did not think ahead,
For how can one read when one is certified dead?
Keiron Nicholson June 25th, 2008 at 3:29 am
Keiron Nicholson
1984-2008
Dirt writhes
‘neath blackened tree
Worms scream
and turn to flee
He’s alive!
awake!
and he’s still talking
about 1980s Doctor Who
- Woe is thee.
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A. Blythe June 25th, 2008 at 3:43 am
A. Blythe
1985 - 2008
Because she could not
Stop for Death.
Nor the city bus.
Caroline June 25th, 2008 at 3:45 am
“Returned unopened”
Jim Edwards June 25th, 2008 at 4:07 am
And it was all going so well..
Nicky Hampton June 25th, 2008 at 4:08 am
Look behind you!
Chloe Yates June 25th, 2008 at 4:20 am
Here lies Chloe,
Recalcitrant to the last
They nailed the lid down fast
1973-2259
Scott June 25th, 2008 at 4:31 am
Commonfolk often made a big to-do
Over Scott’s near-omnipotent juju
He took a long fall
On his own voodoo doll
And sustained one helluva booboo.
Saoirse June 25th, 2008 at 4:36 am
1993- 2009
A solipsist, her death was that of all certainty.
Marcy Gaston June 25th, 2008 at 4:39 am
Marcy Gaston
1946 - 2046
Here lies Marcy with her beloved Mac
(Just in case the afterlife is a Windows environment!)
Linda Harju June 25th, 2008 at 4:52 am
Linda Harju
1984-2008
Apparently you can eat too much chocolate.
Chris June 25th, 2008 at 4:57 am
1971-2077
He had a good innings
But should have ducked that bouncer
Annemarieke van Spanje June 25th, 2008 at 4:58 am
1982-2008
In fantasy she fled;
Angels to uplift her,
Devils to forgive her,
But still she lies here dead.
R. Ganz June 25th, 2008 at 5:16 am
Here lies the body of Rachel Ganz
Who has finally concluded her do… while loop
And exited gracefully
Lyndon June 25th, 2008 at 5:21 am
Never up in the morning,
Never there for the meeting.
The coffin got left at the parlour…
He was late for his own funeral.
Matt Badham June 25th, 2008 at 5:22 am
1974 - 2233
You’re joking! I only just got here.
Tony Blair June 25th, 2008 at 5:36 am
Here Lies Tony Blair.
(He lied here at home, and he lied over there)
Lyndon June 25th, 2008 at 5:38 am
Lyndon
1990 - 2014
You know when you’re mum said ‘you’ll catch your death?’
It’s not just an expression…
Lyndon June 25th, 2008 at 5:39 am
Lyndon
1990 - 2077
Go on without me. I’ll catch up.
Adrian Culley June 25th, 2008 at 5:41 am
Adrian Culley
1968-2048
Lived his lifetime,
Breathed his last breath.
Make sure you believe
in Life before Death!
Lyndon June 25th, 2008 at 5:42 am
Lyndon
1990 - 2077
Who’s the earth going to revolve around now?
(With Thanks to Tim Minchin)
Nick Bryan June 25th, 2008 at 5:46 am
Here lies Nick Bryan
Pure of heart, will of iron
Words of gold, touch of fire
Lovely chap, compulsive liar
Gwin June 25th, 2008 at 5:49 am
Here lies among the hopes, regrets
the one that buried them in night.
And now rejoined,
by breathing too much cigarettes,
she too is muffled out of sight.
John Hill June 25th, 2008 at 5:49 am
1982 - 1498
Dear mom, if you should see this: forgot fuel for time machine. I know. You told me so. Could you please come pick me up?
HPu June 25th, 2008 at 5:58 am
HPu June 25th, 2008 at 5:59 am
“”
Ciska June 25th, 2008 at 6:06 am
Don’t just stand there,
Read to her.
And leave the book!
Ciska June 25th, 2008 at 6:12 am
Wow… it really IS bigger on the inside…
kalafudra June 25th, 2008 at 6:23 am
I knew it would come to this.
Sylvia June 25th, 2008 at 6:38 am
I’d like to thank my mother and my father
without whom
none of this would have happened…
Nikki June 25th, 2008 at 6:38 am
Nikki
1989 - ?
“In life, she was always getting distrac
Benjamin June 25th, 2008 at 6:50 am
1986 - 1754
No, I didn’t travel in time
Or age backwards
Just… don’t ask
People always ask
It’s complicated
Fliss June 25th, 2008 at 7:19 am
Here lies Fliss
1977 - 3001
May be forgotten, but probably not gone
Kathy Wormhoudt June 25th, 2008 at 7:21 am
Kathy Wormhoudt
1978-2070
Curiosity killed the Kat.
Thank God. She would have hated to die of boredom.
Futár András June 25th, 2008 at 7:32 am
lo and behold! it’s Death
dark and fair
and a writer, bright
entangled in her hair
but where are thou heart?
the truth lies there
Claire Weaver June 25th, 2008 at 7:33 am
Claire Weaver:
Buried Alive
Brandi June 25th, 2008 at 7:50 am
1983-2007
Finally finished something.
K Green June 25th, 2008 at 7:51 am
That scratching sound is in your head,
Not still alive, I’m really dead
I’m in a box, I’m underground,
I’m mouldy bones (don’t turn around).
K Green June 25th, 2008 at 7:54 am
Buckets: Kicked
Mortal Coils: Shuffled Off
Daisies: Pushed Up
Dust: Bitten
Chris Johnson June 25th, 2008 at 7:56 am
Chris Johnson
1985-2008
This body isnt dead,
its growing,
and one day this stone will be gone.
And people will picnic under my arms.
Brandi June 25th, 2008 at 7:57 am
1983-2007
Uneventfully alive.
Uneventfully dead.
H Neumann June 25th, 2008 at 7:59 am
Trampled by yaks.
Pierre Liebenberg June 25th, 2008 at 8:05 am
Pierre Liebenberg
1981 - 2008
Jesus, we’re glad he’s gone.
Red Hawkins June 25th, 2008 at 8:06 am
BUMMER (still, a Grave Matter):
Shoot em in the Head, Dude. Not the Balls. Not the foot. The Head. Trust me, with Zombies, the Balls just don’t work. I learned this the hard way.
Chris Johnson June 25th, 2008 at 8:07 am
I lived my life messy,
don’t bother trimming the grass.
Death’s too late to change,
the habits of a lifetime.
Chris Johnson June 25th, 2008 at 8:08 am
“I had a fall,
I broke my head…
please don’t me that I’m…”
Gabriele Hackl June 25th, 2008 at 8:18 am
Gabby
1971 - 2005
Done Bun Can’t Be Undone.
Dave Evans June 25th, 2008 at 8:18 am
Dave Evans 1961 - Ad Infinitum, not!
“An aspiring author lies nears this spot,
He lost his life,
We lost his plot.”
Dave Evans June 25th, 2008 at 8:20 am
Dave Evans 1961 - Ad Infinitum, not!
“An aspiring author lies near this spot,
He lost his life,
We lost his plot.”
Sorry for double post, edited for typo.
Alicia Sullivan June 25th, 2008 at 8:21 am
A loving heart never sleeps,
Even in death it is not gone.
So weep not, my dearest loves,
For the wind still carries my song.
Reinhard June 25th, 2008 at 8:27 am
2 December 1991 - 3 December 1991
SH*T HAPPENS.
Karl H. June 25th, 2008 at 8:36 am
THE AFTERLIFE, TEXAS-STYLE:
NO TRESSPASSING ON THIS GRAVE. VIOLATORS WILL BE HAUNTED.
Lavinia Morgan June 25th, 2008 at 8:44 am
Timmy and I
went to a picnic.
I brought cupcakes.
He brought arsenic.
Dan Maharry June 25th, 2008 at 8:52 am
Create(Dan);
Dan.Live();
Close(Dan);
Asli Tumerkan June 25th, 2008 at 8:59 am
1987-2077
Won a free copy of the Graveyard Book on 01.07.2008.
Chris Collins June 25th, 2008 at 9:08 am
C Collins
1980 - 2053
These are the only words he ever managed to get published. Thank God for Editors.
Jon Marvin June 25th, 2008 at 9:20 am
Look! What the hell is t…
Alex Grigg June 25th, 2008 at 9:24 am
1977-1901
The past ain’t that cheery,
The future ain’t that bright,
But YOUR present looks better
Than my current plight.
Katharine Duckett June 25th, 2008 at 9:33 am
Katharine Duckett
b. 1791 d. 2008
Her last act was to momentarily baffle people reading the dates on her tombstone. Take that, the living!
Katrin&Daniel June 25th, 2008 at 9:38 am
[the following struck-out but readable]
Katrin Hoffmann
1981-20
[and below it]
Daniel Boettger
1979-2056
Inscriber of Gravestones
Should Have Attached This One More Carefully
Lauren June 25th, 2008 at 10:04 am
B. 1984 D. 2042
She gave us stars that laugh
And made the essential visible.
Carey Nadeau June 25th, 2008 at 10:11 am
oops.
Mariana June 25th, 2008 at 10:17 am
Here lie the remnants of Mar
a woman by her own right
who could not be convinced that death
was something entirely else otherwise
Amy Nichols June 25th, 2008 at 10:19 am
Here lies Amy. She did one thing every day that scared her.
Shame about that last one.
Raymond Conlon June 25th, 2008 at 10:36 am
He Had Big Toes
Shelly June 25th, 2008 at 10:41 am
Like a star in the night
This tombstone glows.
I’d step back if I were you.
And burn all my clothes.
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Anne Grieve June 25th, 2008 at 10:42 am
Here lies the body of our Anne
Done to death by a banana
It wasn’t the fruit that laid her low
But the skin of the thing that made her go.
Laura Martinelli June 25th, 2008 at 10:52 am
A life is a terrible thing to waste; death, on the other hand, may linger ’til we rot.
Eric June 25th, 2008 at 10:55 am
He told truth in life, now he lies for eternity.
Jennifer Gabor June 25th, 2008 at 11:17 am
Behold, the lovely Jenny Gabor
She stripped for a musical score
She shook and she shimmied
For one bad Jimmy
Also known as the Butcher of Whores
Anthony June 25th, 2008 at 11:21 am
Never considered for mass production.
Victoria Griesdoorn June 25th, 2008 at 11:21 am
Our beloved daughter
Isabelle Ratbone
1993 – 2008
Always busy
could never get through
Now you want your chance with Izzy
good luck to you
Nancy Gross June 25th, 2008 at 11:32 am
On the whole, I’d rather be in the TARDIS.
Jill McKnight June 25th, 2008 at 11:38 am
See, I TOLD you I was sick.
Shona June 25th, 2008 at 11:39 am
1987-?
You with the bottle! Yes, you. What *exactly* do you think you’re doing drinking in a graveyard? You are *so* getting haunted.
Unknown June 25th, 2008 at 11:40 am
4027 B.C. - 4001 B.C.
Dead I, in tween of roots, and death is like shit by tree.
Laura June 25th, 2008 at 11:47 am
Laura J. Buller
“It was a good idea at the time”
Peri Blomquist June 25th, 2008 at 11:56 am
1989 - 2088
“Peri Fae Blomquist
Born squeaky clean
Grew old till she died
And lived in-between”
Matthew Guzdial June 25th, 2008 at 11:56 am
Well, at least that’s over.
L. Winfrey June 25th, 2008 at 11:59 am
Here lies a reader who will miss her books
So dearly in the dark, she dares to plead
Of you who may pass by or linger here,
Take pity – leave her something good to read.
Kenny Park June 25th, 2008 at 11:59 am
Here lies Kenneth James Park.
Forever late.
Giles June 25th, 2008 at 12:01 pm
That is not dead
Which can eternal lie
But as I could not
I felt obliged to die.
Christina Fierro June 25th, 2008 at 12:07 pm
Christina Fierro
1977-20XX
Champion procrastinator finally retires.
Apparently not everything can wait until tomorrow.
Matt Holt June 25th, 2008 at 12:07 pm
1984-2008
He was a man like no other, thats why he had to die.
Alessia De Gaspari June 25th, 2008 at 12:08 pm
1985-2073
Here her body lays,
Here her spirit wanders;
For souls can be at times
more haunted than graveyards.
G.S. June 25th, 2008 at 12:28 pm
First she came, and then she stayed,
And finally she left:
Sound of body, sound of mind,
And yet, of soul bereft.
Delia June 25th, 2008 at 12:28 pm
Delia Remington
1970-2008
Curiosity killed her-
Sad she’s not a cat
Elliott Blackwell June 25th, 2008 at 12:35 pm
Thanks for visiting. Please forgive me for not getting up.
Rene June 25th, 2008 at 12:37 pm
1975 - 20xx
Her life is finished.
She’s left her mark,
But only just
Begun her ARC.
naomi June 25th, 2008 at 12:37 pm
1949-?
So many books
So little time
Kaethe June 25th, 2008 at 12:41 pm
Love you
Bye-bye!
Jas. Marshall June 25th, 2008 at 12:46 pm
1901 - 2000
A Twentieth Century Man
Whose Time Ran Out
Grimur June 25th, 2008 at 12:48 pm
BRB
P. Lyons June 25th, 2008 at 12:53 pm
1970-2062
In life, her virgin state
Heavy on her weighed;
Although she died without a mate:
At least she’s finally laid.
Parul June 25th, 2008 at 12:54 pm
Here I am, six feet under
Nevermore is this death a wonder
I am at peace from my life above
Soaring! Soaring! Like white dove!
Grimur June 25th, 2008 at 12:57 pm
Ooops, sorry:
Grimur Hjorleifsson
1982-2008
BRB
Ulrik Hansen June 25th, 2008 at 1:01 pm
1982-2035
With the moon and my shadow, we are three.