Dolores Cochenour Carlson
- Member for
- 20 years 1 month 5 days
- Find a Grave ID
- Memorial ID
- 78030266
Fallen Graver
Sadly, Dolores Cochenour Carlson has passed away. Please consider visiting their Find a Grave memorial page and leaving some virtual flowers. Their enthusiasm for cemeteries and willingness to help future generations lives on through their contributions to Find a Grave.
Bio
My husband died in 2008 and is buried in Sunset Memorial Park in South Charleston, WV. I have been looking up obituaries on those buried in Sunset and adding their names, if they are not already listed. If I have listed anyone you are related to or want to manage, just let me know and I'll transfer the names. Just click on the Edit button.
If you see any errors I've made (fact or typos), please let me know, I will appreciate it.
DEAR ANCESTOR,
Your tombstone stands among the rest;
Neglected and alone.
The name and date are chiseled out
On polished, marbled stone.
It reaches out to all who care
It is too late to mourn.
You did not know that I exist
You died and I was born.
Yet each of us are cells of you
In flesh, in blood, in bone.
Our blood contracts and beats a pulse
Entirely not our own.
Dear Ancestor, the place you filled
One hundred years ago
Spreads out among the ones you left
Who would have loved you so.
I wonder if you lived and loved,
I wonder if you knew
That someday I would find this spot,
And come to visit you.
Author Unknown
My husband died in 2008 and is buried in Sunset Memorial Park in South Charleston, WV. I have been looking up obituaries on those buried in Sunset and adding their names, if they are not already listed. If I have listed anyone you are related to or want to manage, just let me know and I'll transfer the names. Just click on the Edit button.
If you see any errors I've made (fact or typos), please let me know, I will appreciate it.
DEAR ANCESTOR,
Your tombstone stands among the rest;
Neglected and alone.
The name and date are chiseled out
On polished, marbled stone.
It reaches out to all who care
It is too late to mourn.
You did not know that I exist
You died and I was born.
Yet each of us are cells of you
In flesh, in blood, in bone.
Our blood contracts and beats a pulse
Entirely not our own.
Dear Ancestor, the place you filled
One hundred years ago
Spreads out among the ones you left
Who would have loved you so.
I wonder if you lived and loved,
I wonder if you knew
That someday I would find this spot,
And come to visit you.
Author Unknown
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