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Cable Cemetery

Cable is in fact not a small town. It is a minute town. Well, even according to the Wikipedia, it’s not a town at all, it’s an “unincorporated community,” which I think categorically means you could whip through there at 50 MPH ’cause there’s no speed limit change. Basically what makes noteworthy is that there is a post office, a pizza place/convenience store, and a church. That’s about it. Apart from two dozen houses roughly clustered together. A quarter mile outside the cluster is also the Township Building for Wayne Twp., which is where we vote and they store the snowplows. Exciting, eh, Steve? Anyway, reports online persisted that there was a cemetery in Cable. In our industriousness, we didn’t bother to write down where in Cable, because we figured we knew, but it turns out, we knew nothing. After driving around and aimlessly searching, we finally decided to go through the “cluster” itself and suddenly thought, “Well, what if it’s by the church?” Well, it turns out it’s by the church.

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The Cable Cemetery is tucked up behind the only church in Cable, on the left side of a street that dead-ends into the parking lot. It is a small country churchyard, in every sense of the word. Kristine’s apt observation was that “there are more people in the cemetery than the town!”

I really liked these tombstones. They were very neat and tidy. The cemetry itself isn’t in bad shape at all, it’s just practically impossible to find. Unfortunately, my observations on the Cable Cemetery, which is quite small, neatly laid out, and commands a pleasant view of surrounding farmland . . . and also includes a playground . . . were colored by the fact that it was completely filled with mosquitoes hovering in literal clouds and it made it very difficult to pay attention to much or do anything but snap off a few pictures.

cha-cab-102609N4160There are actually 174 interments here, with the area’s typical following of Blues and Johnsons, but adding to it the Inskeeps, after whom, I presume, the main road in Cable is named. There are also a pair of Depps–presumably not related–and an impressive cluster of Bowers.

As I mentioned last week, I’m skimping in the picture department because of our being in the process of transferring over to a new medium, but hopefully we’ll be able to present that to you in full within the next few weeks.

So perhaps you noticed that nobody posted last Friday. Well, I didn’t, because I was in Athens, the well-known most cemeteried area in this great state. Or at least the most haunted. Unfortunately as I was there for a Shakespeare conference, I didn’t hit any cemeteries. But we did go to some on Monday evening. As the weather is beginning to grow decidedly unfriendly to cemetery pursuits, I’m not going to rush through the four that we checked out. Plus, we got a lot of great pictures for each, so they basically deserve more attention than a four-at-a-time approach. So this is basically cemetery number one plus previews, in order of visit.

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Jenkins in Autumn

So today, I’ll be taking you to Jenkins Cemetery, which is located on Yocum Road in Cable, Ohio. It is a beautifully mild autumnal day, and the Ohio sky boasts vivid blue. Ohio, as we all know, is populated enough with dinky little hidden cemeteries that odds are, if you throw a rock, it’ll bounce off a headstone (it helps to be aiming at the headstone and have good eye-hand coordination). The Cable area was necessarily one of our first areas of forray into the world of headstoning, as this particular headstone lives here (don’t bother trying to stalk me; the Cable area is massive). It’s a beautiful area with many narrow, hilly, winding roads, all belying Champaign County’s status as champaign (French, flat). This is all probably largely the result of the Cable Moraine, an area created by leftover glacial debris. So, I was talking about cemeteries!

Jenkins Cemetery has mostly been (erroniously) referred to as the “Yocum Road Cemetery” by us for the last few years, and in spite of early visits in 2004 (it was one of our inaugural cemeteries!), we didn’t have any pictures before this visit. However, I find it a beautiful cemetery of decent size. It is presumably associated with the church that it is nestled up and pretty cozy with.

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The road in the cemetery

Now, it is actually a decent-sized cemetery for a largely-family-oriented church graveyard in the middle of nowhere. Literally in the middle of nowhere; this one is almost impossible for us to find even though we’ve been there like three times. You can park in the church lot, and there is only one road that goes around the cemetery. It is clean, nicely spaced, and seems well-maintained in spite of the massive sea of fallen leaves there on our visit. It’s October. Can you blame it?

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Three Jenkinses

Typical last names are Blue (presumably somehow related to the local Blue Rd.), Black (of Black Rd. fame, no doubt); Yocum (of Yocum Rd., perhaps?), and the eponymous Jenkins (there is no Jenkins Road locally, however). Three Jenkinses are buried beneath this beautiful monument, dedicated to the memories of “Kittie” (wife of R. P. Jenkins), who died in 1886, and her two daughters, Wretha and Ada, who both died in 1892. One of the prettiest cemetery statues ever.

While this is really the only statue in the place, there are some unique and interesting gravestones worth seeing, including a pair of apparently homemade gravestones with cursive inscriptions. One of my favorites, belonging to a Willard Decker, ominiously threatens on the back of his tombstone to be “waiting for you in heaven.” In very tiny, rather creepy letters.

You may notice I’m giving you much fewer pictures about this cemetery, but this is because we are getting ready to move all our photos over to a new site, and I’m keeping things uncluttered here until we have an idea of how things are going to work there. (Keep tuned for that–btw–Kristine will have more info. The new site promises to display pictures much better than WordPress lets us. Sorry WP.)

A Zinc tombstone

A zinc headstone

Another eclectic addition to the cemetery is this very small zinc headstone, which includes a long flat marker, also zinc, with the name that lays over the actual grave. It is one of the smaller zinc headstones I have ever seen, and is thus kind of impressive.

Actually that’s all I can think of to say for the moment about Jenkins cemetery. It was a fine warm day for cemetery hopping and that may be coloring my affection for the place, or not. Like I said, stay tuned for the picture update, because there will be more.

Also for you to look forward to: The elusive and nearly invisible Cable Cemetery (on November 6), the bizarre monuments of Woodstock Cemetery (on Friday the 13th, appropriately), and the unlovely Broderick Cemetery (November 20)–our first venture into exotic Union County! See, aren’t I a good little blogger, posting when I say I will? Every Friday! Take note! Tell your friends! Also coming up for your reading enjoyment, the Headstoners’ first visit inside historic Green Lawn Abbey, established 1927. So be here for that!

The titular view on a stunning autumn day.

The titular view on a stunning autumn day.

I’m actually surprised to realize that I’ve never posted about the Piatts before, apart from the one where I combined it with a quick visit to Mt. Tabor. Mostly I’m surprised because I am a bit of an afficianado of all things Piatt. Why? Because I work there. At the Piatt Castles, that is. www.piattcastles.org. Come on by sometime ;)

Like most people, I feel a certain affinity for Donn Piatt. I don’t know why most people do and I cringe to be a cliché, but, well, I like him. One of my favorite locations is up on top of his crypt. There’s a great view of the valley, and it’s very quiet and peaceful. As far as climbing up on a mausoleum is concerned, well, as I told my (non-headstoner) friend the first time I did it, “If he didn’t want people climbing up here, he shouldn’t have put a poem up there.” (It’s illegible. But I’ll get to that.)

The Piatt family are, at present, chiefly of note because of the two houses, the eponymous Piatt Castles, Mac-A-Cheek and Mac-O-Chee, which are about a mile and a half apart outside of scenic West Liberty, Ohio. A lot of the houses in this area, at one time or another, were owned by a Piatt at some point. Abram Piatt had a number of kids, and it is his descendants now who own the Castles and maintain them.

Of course the business that concerns me today is the cemetery, which is a favorite of mine judging by frequency of visit alone. Working in the house that someone lived in while they were alive definitely makes one feel a lot closer to the person or persons interred; I’ve stood in either house and tried to imagine knowing the people who lived there, I’ve stood at the tomb and tried to imagine Donn and Abram as boys playing in the valley, as men coming up to the cemetery to bury their loved ones, and the funeral procession bringing them to their final resting place.

Colonel Donn Piatt's Tomb

Colonel Donn Piatt's Tomb

Donn Piatt’s tomb, like his house, is the more ornate and noticable of the two. It was constructed first, and is the final resting place not only of Donn, but of his and Abram’s parents, Benjamin and Elizabeth, of his son Charles, and of his two wives, Louisa and Ella. Donn’s life was filled with a lot of tragedy: he and Louisa were totally in love with each other; they were both writers and they traveled a great deal. Unfortunately, she was diagnosed with “consumption” (not necessarily tuberculoses), and all through the Civil War struggled with bad health. Mac-O-Chee castle was originally a cottage he built for her so she could come out to the country where rest and fresh air might heal her; but she died two weeks after the cottage was finished. They’d had two children, the son Charles, who died at age 2 from cholera, and a stillborn daughter. The medallion atop the tomb features Louisa’s profile; on the verso is a grieving poem Donn wrote for her. (more…)

So back in January when I was working on our exposé on the Hatchetman Murders, I discovered to my chagrin that I had never taken pictures of the tombstone of Henry Hellman, old Andy’s son. Recently, we went back there and did that, and I thought, well, hey, might as well put something together that reviews the cemetery itself in official Headstoner style. So I’m back on it.

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As I described in my final Hatchetman post, “Harrod Cemetery is of a decent size, was established in 1898, though it has graves dating from before then, and is still in use. Some graves go back into the trees, but I don’t recommend poking around because the cemetery is fiercely bordered by poison ivy. It is well-maintained . . . Common last names include the eponymous ‘Harrod,’ as well as ‘Abel’ and ‘Oder.’ There is only one road through the cemetery, with two exits (or entrances, or one exit and one entrance), and the side closest to the twp. road is where the more modern burials are/continue to take place.”

It is one of the early Headstoner cemeteries, to be sure, and a lot of our research on the Andrew Hellman case influenced us in the founding of this website and our Headstoning cause of, well, you know, Headstoning (vb. To go from cemetery to cemetery to look at headstones). We go there a lot, frequently to kill time, or just as often to eat pickanick style. So I got to thinking that Herrod deserves a more thorough writeup of its own merits apart from the presence of the urban legendary Andrew “Hatchetman” Hellman.
log-har-Jun202009-HenryBut before we move away from the Hellmans entirely, I would like to dedicate a moment to dear Henry, dear Henry. Henry Hellman is one of my favorite dead guys. My surprise that I had previously never taken a picture of his tombstone before was partially fueled by the fact that it’s one of the neatest. His name (there’s a closeup in the gallery at the end) is all cool and wavy.

Just to recap the story briefly, Henry managed to escape the fate of his brother and sister (if, indeed, they were poisoned; Andrew repeatedly denied that he had murdered his children, but Henry himself asserted that poison was involved in his siblings’ deaths). The day his father killed his mother, Mrs. Hellman had sent him to her brother’s house (one of the Abels in the area), and this was how he avoided that fate as well. Check out my other posts on the Hellmans if you want more of the story. There’s a really fascinating anecdote about the young Henry (age 12, as I recall) being brought to the jail to see his father. Just because I don’t want to do the whole thing a third time, I’ll sum up with Henry living a good, full life, having married and had a daughter. On to the rest of the cemetery!
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So last Thursday was weird. I lost some work in the closing minutes of work and then was deeply distracted and had to lug a big heavy book back to my truck I hadn’t been planning on. So I ended up not feeling like retracing my steps and biking back along the path the way I usually do. I started to drive home, but the weather was so nice, I felt incredibly guilty about it, with the weather so nice and all. So I ended up deciding by the time I got home that I would attempt something I’m not going to do again anytime in the rest of my life.

A really long time ago, back when I was a teenager with energy, a friend of mine and I biked down the road I live on about two miles to a particular intersection. Just a few yards from this intersection is the entrance to one of the cemeteries I pass every day when I go to work. I keep meaning to go in there, and yesterday I thought, “Hey, nice day, it’s only about two miles, I know there’s some hills, but I’ve done it once before, it can’t be that bad.” Ha bloody ha ha. Did I mention I live in the Himalayan Mountains? I didn’t think I did, but now I know better. It took about an hour to go the two or three miles that is because I had to get off and walk about five times from the hills. I was so exhausted when I finally got to the cemetery that I thought someone might as well dig me a hole and put me in it. So appreciate these pictures.

Mt. Caramel Cemetery--The Gate

Mt. Caramel Cemetery--The Gate

 Mt. Caramel Cemetery is associated, I assume, with the Mt. Caramel Friends Church which is located immediately across the street from it. It was established in 1833.

It’s located on CR-130. The nearest settlement is a little burg known as Kennard. To get to the cemetery, say you’re driving north on US-68 (toward Bellefontaine). You’ll want to turn right on Herr Rd. When you reach the intersection of Herr and Clark–conveniently the location of Hell Cemetery–keep going straight. You are now on CR-130. It twists and turns a lot, but stay on it. You will need to turn left on CR-223, which merges with 130 for awhile; turn right on 130 to stay on it (which will briefly turn into Champaign St.) The cemetery is on the right side of the road. Hey, I never said it wasn’t remote. Remember what I said about living in the Himalayas? (more…)

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Headstoner.com photo

Limited employees reassigned to Green Lawn

The growing number people facing unemployment is helping even the departed as Limited Brands, based in Columbus, reassigned a group of 25 warehouse employees to Green Lawn Cemetery for August to avoid further layoffs.

According to The Columbus Dispatch, the workers cleared brush and vegetation from an iron fence that surrounds the 380-acre cemetery. Part of the fence was also painted.

The effort was the first time any company had its employees work their regular full-time hours volunteering at the cemetery, though other companies have had a smaller number of employees work fewer hours.

The Limited workers received their normal salery for the hours worked.

Ohio’s unemployment rate stands at 11.2 percent as of July.

Green Lawn, which employs only eight graveyard workers and was founded in 1848, usually offers volunteer opportunities to those interested.

The 360-acre site has nearly 150,000 interments.

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Information taken from: http://www.dispatch.com/live/content/business/stories/2009/09/03/limited_graveyard.ART_ART_09-03-09_A10_N9EUVCV.html

Hello, faithful readers!

We here at Headstoner.com have been doing some plotting and planning and have come up with a new strategy to bring you even more cemetery goodness from west central Ohio and all over the Buckeye State.

  • News: To help giving a well-rounded cemetery education, we’ve decided to start including news briefs about various things going on in cemeteries. The stories will be primarily from around Ohio, but sometimes if something stands out we’ll include it. You can see our first item below this post. So, if you have an article or some information about something happening in a cemetery, pass it our way and we’ll try to get it posted.
  • Ghost busting: We started quite a reputation with our Andrew Hellman post (which is a topic we hope to do more research on sometime), that we’re going to try to and feature some more investigating. We’re not paranormal investigators and wouldn’t even know how to start, but we are good researchers. With an Internet connection and library card, debunking attempts can be pretty fruitful. If you have a haunting you think could be debunked this way, let us know. We’re also not opposed to driving into situations where our engine shuts off or our hair stands on end.
  • Events: Especially with the Halloween season approaching, if we hear about haunting/cemetery/ghost-related events, we’ll try to get them posted. Again, if you hear of anything going on, please let us know! We’re only two people, so it can be hard to find everything.
  • Continuing cemetery write-ups: As always, we’ll continue to do sometimes-funny, hopefully always-informative posts about the cemeteries we’ve visited. If you have a request for a post or a suggestion of a place to visit, let us know. We’re fairly friendly people too, if you want to show us your favorite haunt.

As always, we’re open to any and all suggestions at headstoner at hotmail.com. We can’t make any promises about acting on it, but I assure you we’ll get it and consider it.

Keep up the hunting,
The Headstoner Team

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Headstoner.com photo

Confederate cemetery gets cleaning

COLUMBUS — Over 2,000 headstones will have the chance be cleaned, straightened and made level thanks to approximately $120,000 of tax payer money being used by the federal government to help Camp Chase Confederate Cemetery in Columbus.

There are estimated to be as many as 2,260 bodies, almost all Confederate soldiers, buried in the area, with a mass grave known to be located in the southeastern part of the cemetery. There are also burials under what is now Sullivant Avenue and a nearby ball field.

Camp Chase, named after President Abraham Lincoln’s treasury secretary Salmon P. Chase of Ohio, operated as a prisoner-of-war camp from 1861 to 1865. Over 150,000 Union soldiers were also trained there.

The 2,133 headstones at the 1.8-acre site were installed in 1936.

Administrators are hoping that after the cleanup, young people often found smoking or drinking in the cemetery will respect the work that has been done.

The project, which began in June, is expected to be completed by early November.

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Information taken from: http://www.dispatch.com/live/content/local_news/stories/2009/09/01/camp_chase.ART_ART_09-01-09_B1_NJEUB9M.html?sid=101

A society that puts equality… ahead of freedom will end up with neither. — Milton Friedman, US economist (1912-2006)

Maybe that quotation doesn’t have much to do with the day’s topic–an ironic statement that will become clear as I go along–but I really liked it and therefore I posted it.

Well, here it is, Friday. Friday, as we know, is cemetery day. I know we’ve been skipping lately, but–I’m lazy. Having noticed the giant spike in views earlier this week, though, has given me a sense of responsibility, and therefore I post. (Bookmark us. Make us your homepage. Come back often. Danke.) Now, I have been contemplating the fact that I drive by three cemeteries on my way to work and I’ve never even gone in one. I’ve been thinking about remedying that fact, but recognizing that we have a backlog still, I decided to come in and do a post on one of the neatest cemeteries we’ve been to. “Neat” is a good word to describe it–it’s tidy, organized, well-kept, and interesting. It’s also fitting to follow the, shall I coint it, “restoration FAIL” of the last post, because here’s a cemetery doing restoration right. I’m talking about . . .

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EQUALITY CEMETERY, Logan County, Ohio.
Because everybody’s equally dead when they die. (more…)

While I know that cemeteries across the country are restored daily, and I am a big fan of such efforts, I also have to confess not being intimately acquainted with the process. From what I had understood and seen on occasion, I believed it usually meant relaying foundations and helping crumbled upright stones to stand.  So when I stumbled across McGraw Chapel in March while killing time before an interview for my job, the restoration in progress was not exactly the picture I had come to understand.

A restored headstone with information covered

A restored headstone with information covered

As you can see from this photo, the information at the bottom of the headstone has been covered by the new base that was laid. Doesn’t this defeat the purpose? I mean, it’s not even just a saying or other type of inscription, it’s how old this girl was.

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Restorations

The restoration was actually still in progress at that time, though it has since been finished. Most of the work has been good and rebuilt bases to stones with out information at the bottom, but the few that do are frustrating. I applaud whoever was taking the time (not sure if it was a group or the township), but maybe a little more care could have been taken. Otherwise, the cemetery was fairly average and mostly older stones from the late 1800’s and very early 1900’s. There were only a handful of trees on the property located on State Route 117, which is a major road out of the county.

View of McGraw Chapel

View of McGraw Chapel

It’s not hard to locate, though it would be easy to drive by it and have to turn around. From U.S. Route 33, take the S.R. 117 exit and head north/west toward Huntsville. After going through the village, you will pass a quarry on your right and several houses followed by a farm on the left. The cemetery will be on your left on the corner with County Road 96. If you turn south on the county road, there’s a small driveway to park in.

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