Author: Epitaph Page 6

Struck by thunder.

Here lies the body of Jonathan Ground, who was lost at sea and never found.

A Funny Thing Happened

Rodney Dangerfield – There Goes The Neighborhood

Dear Lemuel Willard Died in 1821 – When present useful, absent wanted – Lived respected, died lamented.

Here lies a man that was Knott born, His father was Knott before him, He lived Knott, and did Knott die, Yet underneath this stone doth lie.

Fate cuts the thread of life, as all men know, and Fate cut his, though he so well could sew. It matters not how fine the web is spun, ‘tis all unravelled when our course is run.

Until the brakes are turned on time, – Life's throttle-valve shut down. – He works to pilot in the crew – That wears the martyr's crown. – On schedule time, on upper grade – Along the homeward section. – He lands his train in God's roundhouse – The mom of resurrection. – His time is full, no wages docked, – His name on God's pay roll. – And transportation through to Heaven – A free pass for his soul.

He who dies with the most toys wins

Stephen and Time are now both even. Stephen beat Time and now Time's beat Stephen.

Hooray my brave boys let's rejoice at his fall. For if he had lived he would have buried us all.

Sacred to twins Charlie and Varlie. Sons of loving parents who died in infancy.

John Summer – An English Teacher who Could not only Spell the word "Epitaph" correctly, But also knew what it means.

Here lies the body of John Smith. Buried in the cloisters. If he don't jump at the last trump, call, Oysters!

Against his will, here lies George Hill, who from a cliff – fell down quite stiff. When it happened is not known, therefore not mentioned on this stone.

Here lies Elizabeth, my wife for 47 years, and this is the first damn thing she ever done to oblige me.

Getting there is half the fun!

They were two living sisters, who in this dust do lie. The very day Annie was buried Elizabeth did die.

Planted here beneath sod. At peaceful rest lies brother Claude

My wife lies here. All my tears cannot bring her back, Therefore, I weep.

Here lies the body of Arkansas Jim. We made the mistake, but the joke's on him.