I’m linking up with Cemetery Sunday over at Beneath Thy Feet today.
I’m a bit snowed in today, so I’m catching up on blogging. I was inspired to post this photo by Beneath Thy Feet’s post today. I have a number of photos from the cemetery here, but today, it’s nice to post a photo of the church, itself. You may read more about this church here, and here — it’s the second oldest Catholic church in northern Illinois.
Beneath Thy Feet hosts Cemetery Sunday, so I thought, since it’s almost Armistace Day, that I’d post a military grave.
This man fought in the Spanish-American War (commonly abbreviated like this, Sp.Am … which my husband and I tend to pronounce now as “Spam War” when we see it). I found that he volunteered in 1898. Looking further, I found a draft registration for him for World War I. It lists that he was born in 1872, which would have made him 26 when he fought in the Spanish-American War. This marker is in the Arlington Cemetery in Elmhurst, Illinois.
A wagoner’s duties were to handle transport of wagons and vehicles by animal (like horses).
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She is in Saint Alphonsus Cemetery in Lemont, Illinois. Her information on Find-a-Grave includes a photograph of this child (see below), which is nice, considering the stone’s image has been damaged.
I found her parents, William and _________ (Ida? – it’s hard to read on the sheet) in the 1900 Illinois census, and then again on the 1910 census, which like the 1900 census is difficult to read. But Emma is there, on the 1910 census. I’m hoping to update my information on Monday — so check back to see if I’ve got an update in the afternoon.
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My husband and I had a bit of time yesterday morning, and it was such a beautiful day, so we decided to go to Rosehill Cemetery in Chicago. This is a huge cemetery (350 acres), and we knew we wouldn’t possibly be able to see everything, but we figured we’d do a bit of looking, just to get a taste.
I think goslings are so cute. When they’re tiny little balls of fluff, they’re adorable, but even when they reach “teenager” status, they’re still pretty cute. So, of course, I was taking a bunch of photos, and the geese were just doing their thing… until a few of the goslings decided to come out of the water.
Let me tell you, these guys move pretty quickly. They apparently believed I had some goose treats in my pocket (or were hopeful, anyway), and so they made a beeline towards me. Which was very cute ….. but then, as I realized they were quite earnest, a bit daunting. But I moved away and they started rooting around in the grass, instead.
It was fun to see them, as well as the small turtles in the pond (I’ve got a photo of them which I’ll post at some point). There were also the usual robins. and we saw 2 crows — and also, a large hawk, who flew overhead and circled. The hawk treated us to a few screams, which was pretty cool, too.
I’ll go back to regular grave marker posts, but I wanted to share a little something different today. 🙂
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I found her in Barber’s Corner’s cemetery in Bolingbrook, Illinois. I think her last name looks like “Schaubacher”, but the listing in Find-a-Grave lists her as “Schanbacher”. Either way, I can’t find her or her husband in the census records (at least, the ones I got to through HeritageQuest). There is a John Schanbacher listed in DuPage County, Illinois, but his wife isn’t Wilhelmina …. so it’s a bit of a mystery.
But her name caught my eye, as well as the finger pointing to heaven.
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