We're buried again

It started snowing early Monday evening and continued for much of the night. And then it started up again mid-morning Tuesday. Almost everything in the garden is buried under a coating of white. This was the view at the edge of our driveway on January 29. Not as much snow as this latest storm. 

And the view yesterday morning, February 12. Clearly there wasn't much wind as Mary's former gravestone was not as covered up.

Mark bought this from a monument company that was going out of business. They told him that the stone was "de-accessioned," meaning the family ordered a new monument listing multiple names on it. Apparently for large family plots this is not an uncommon practice. Our stone reads:

Mary

Wife of William Lavin

Died April 5, 1868

84 yrs.

Native of Co. Sligo

Ireland

May She Rest in Peace

. . .

She must have been one tough cookie to leave her home and come here; to say nothing of living through the American Civil War. If you do the math, she was born in 1784. It's hard to even begin to imagine what her life in Sligo must have been like in the eighteenth century. One hopes coming to America turned out to be a wise move.

Comments

[Peter/Outlaw]

Thanks for the morning giggle. "We're Buried Again" is perfect for the images of Mary's monument. It's good that both your garden and Mary have a protective blanket of snow. That being said, it's time for winter to be over now!

[Loree / danger garden]

For a moment I thought I was reading Peter's blog this morning! Creative puns, gravestones, snow...

[Kris P]

Cute! It'd be interesting to uncover Mary and her family's history. Migration may have allowed her to avoid the Irish potato famine and see Wisconsin become the US's 30th state.

[Linda Brazill]

During the snowstorm on Monday night I was fooling around on the web and unexpectedly discovered info on my paternal great-grandfather and his father. My great-great grandfather came over from Ireland in 1847 as a child, so I am going to have to see if I can find out if it was famine related.

Had dinner recently in restaurant whose bar and casual dining area is a wonderful old re-habbed barn. They have a huge U.S. flag and we all counted the stars: 31. Right after Wisconsin was admitted was California, no. 31!

[Lisa at Greenbow]

The grave stone tells an interesting story.
Genealogy is a deep rabbit hole to plunge into. A good winter pass time.