Anyone who’s been following along here for a length of time will know that porcelain portraits are on my list of “coolest things to have on a headstone.” Most porcelain portraits are clearly drawn from posed, often professional portraits, but every once in a while, a family chooses a photo that you can’t help but smile back at.
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Dennis Jon Walker’s tombstone is so dense with information about him that I stopped the car to see it. On top, in addition to his name and dates of his birth and death, you get his nickname and the important familial relationships in his life.
I’m going to assume that the hose, hoe, and rake are representative of an interest in gardening or landscaping, and I think that the phrase under the globe is “world traveler.” Clearly, dirt and dust are not friendly to this artwork. And his career – a UPS worker, it appears.
And on this side, we have hobbies – biking and fishing. The Ohio State symbol – an alumnus, or just a sports fan?
And on the front, a nicely artistic integration of yet another interest, photography, with his portrait.
I only photographed four tombstones with portraits in LaCarpe Cemetery. Two were of the more modern bent, laser engraved.
This stone reminded me of my maternal grandparents. After my grandfather retired and sold his veterinary practice, Grandma and Grandpa spent months at a time traveling across the United States in their Bluebird motor home. They too traveled across the 48 contiguous U.S. states. They would arrive to visit us in the motorhome, park it at the cul-de-sac, and sleep there rather than in a guest room or in a hotel. The horn played a few bars of “On the Road Again” as they pulled back out at the end of the visit.
My grandfather’s failing eyesight forced them to sell the Bluebird when I was a young teenager. I hope that it brought happiness to another family in its new home.
Aging is a funny thing. Sometimes you look at an old photograph of someone you’ve met and can’t see the person you know in the face looking back at you. Other times, like Gloria Cruthers’ porcelain portrait, the only difference is wrinkles and a hair color maintained with a little help of the salon.