While we were visiting Minute Man National Historical Park last weekend, we stopped for lunch in the nearby colonial town of Concord, where I noticed two old graveyards in the middle of town. So after we returned to Concord from the musket firing demonstration and had some time before dinner at the Colonial Inn (dating back to 1716), my daughter and I poked about the graveyards at dusk. Just the right kind of thing to do at the end of a crisp and glorious autumn day.

And what writerly curiosity did we spot on one of the gravestones? An error that had been corrected as if someone had just proofread the engraving, inserting a caret and the missing letter. First we thought this was a unique occurrence.

Turns out, it wasn’t. After thoroughly exploring the graveyard by main street (I can’t find a name for it on maps except “cemetery”) – many of the graves dating back to the 1700s; I even found one from 1697 – we also walked up to the Old Hill Burying Ground a few blocks away and inspected the inscriptions there.

On one sarcophagus from 1781, I found this correction of “husband.” We were also intrigued by the unique long letter that showed up on many graves for “s” as seen here in “husband. It looks like an “f;” in fact, it seemed indistinguishable to us from a lowercase “f.” Upon closer study, I figured the long “s” was used inside of words, while the “s” as we spell it today was used at the end of words. I’m not sure if my assessment is correct, but that’s what I found. If you know anything about this, let me know!

In any case, I like visiting cemeteries. I like their peacefulness – in fact, the German word for cemetery, Friedhof, contains the word “peace” (Frieden) and actually means something like “courtyard of peace.”

I appreciate the homage to the dead, and how life is distilled to milestones on gravestones, and most often just to the beginning and the end. In fact, many of these old gravestones only noted the date of death; perhaps the exact date of birth was unknown.

I appreciate that people used to take the trouble to carve gravestones and maintain them (the one with the husband error certainly is a newer copy, I doubt a horizontal engraving would look this good after 235 years. And I found it oddly comforting that these graves have been in the midst of a thriving town for all this time and that this Old Hill Burying Ground also afforded the visitor a nice view of this picturesque town.

Not sure yet if I’m done with graveyard blog posts because I have another cool one I could put together from my last trip to Israel, but in any case, I thought this one makes for a nice Halloween post. So, Happy Halloween,  and do let me know if you can enlighten me on gravestone engravings (and corrections)!