the cemetery where my ancestors rest, was built in the then town of Forgartyville by the Fogarty Family.
Fogartyville is full of beautiful architecture.
The rusted door, so beautiful
Jesus said to her, “I am the resurrection and the life. Whoever believes in me, though he die, yet shall he live,John 11:25
“Death is swallowed up in victory.” 1 Cor 15:54
I do hope no one is offended by this post, I love old cemeterys, they are commentarys on lives from the past and present, peaceful in appearance, steeped in sadness, full of memories both happy and sad.