Cemetery abomination…
July 11, 2009 by Pam
Illinois isn’t having a good year. The Blago mess, the Burris debacle, and now the Burr Oak cemetery desecration.
The more I hear about the cemetery mess, the more creeped out and disgusted I get. More graves disturbed, less records available. I’ve been around a few cemeteries during the past few years. I can’t imagine going to one and not finding the headstone that’s suppose to be there or seeing that it had been dug up. That’s just wrong and morally reprehensible. It does give some comfort to know that a relative or friend is in a spot where you can find him or her if you want. Cemetery offices are suppose to have records to help if you can’t find them. This one might as well have taken a torch to its records to cover its sorry a@#(%&!
It may be a little creepy, but I used to bike over to the cemetery where my mom’s mom and dad were laid to rest and talk to them. It made me feel a little better that they weren’t here if I could talk to them (ironically, my mother couldn’t go anywhere near there, and of course, isn’t too far away from them now.) I used to tell my grandparents about what I was doing, how school was, complain about their daughter, or just tell them I missed them and wished they had lived longer. Of course, they had 12 other grandchildren, so it wouldn’t have been as if they would have been able to spend a lot of time with me. It just would have been nice to have older points of view to refer to and people who might have given me some unique information about my mom.
I feel for all those people that have realized that their loved one isn’t where they were suppose to be. Sure, the loved one’s dead, but at least there was still a physical place where their physical body was so the survivors could go and remember or mourn or laugh or whatever. Graves are for the living. Maybe we should all try and visit a little more to make sure they’re being taken care of and to think of some good or funny memories.
The soulless, cruel people responsible for this desecration should pay for what they did and I hope they do – on earth and off of it.
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