Childrens Graves Lone Fir Cemetery taken between 1982-2007
"Peace! Peace! They are not dead, They do not sleep: They have awakened from the dream, Called Life- They have outsoared the shadow of our night: Envy and calamny and hate and pain can touch them not and torture not again. From the contagion of the worlds low stain. They are secure, and now can never mourn, A heart grown cold, A head grown gray in vain. In memory of beloved sons Eric Heibel 1897-1898 and Frederick Heibel 1898-1914." Fragment of poem by Shelley written on the death of John Keats