In a Ribbesford, England, cemetery: Anna Wallace - The children of Israel wanted bread and the Lord sent them manna, Old clerk Wallace wanted a wife, and the Devil sent him Anna.

Ruidoso, New Mexico, cemetery: Here lies Johnny Yeast, Pardon me for not rising.

Uniontown, Pennsylvania cemetery: Here lies the body of Jonathan Blake, Stepped on the gas Instead of the brake.

Anonymous in Stowe, Vermont: I was somebody. Who, is no business Of yours.

In a Georgia cemetery: "I told you I was sick!"

Margaret Daniels grave at Hollywood Cemetery, Richmond, Virginia: She always said her feet were killing her but nobody believed her.

Anna Hopewell's grave in Enosburg Falls, Vermont: Here lies the body of our Anna, Done to death by a banana, It wasn't the fruit that laid her low, But the skin of the thing that made her go.

Harry Edsel Smith of Albany, New York: Born 1903--Died 1942, Looked up the elevator shaft to see if the car was on the way down. It was.

In a Thurmont, Maryland, cemetery: Here lies an Atheist, All dressed up and no place to go.

Dr. Fred Roberts, Brookland, Arkansas: Office upstairs