I think we interrupted something.
Month: April 2023
Spine
Found on the floor at work, while I was walking in the stacks.
I did a thing

I kept running into “So Cath Cem” as a burial location in a death register for Fall River, Massachusetts. I spent way too much time trying to figure out where this cemetery was, or if it was even still in existence.
I tried searching FindAGrave for a bunch of the people buried there. I was hoping that if I could find just one, it would tell me the current name of the cemetery. I didn’t get any hits.
I scoured old city directories for Fall River. Often they have useful things like lists of parks and their locations, old city maps containing streets that are no longer in existence, and names and addresses of cemeteries. No luck.
I was starting to think maybe the land had been repurposed, which would have been sadcakes.
Oh, and Google was no help at all. Totally useless.
But then it occurred to me that I should search old Fall River newspapers. I was thinking, if the cemetery had been paved over, moved, or renamed, there might be an article in the paper. I hit the jackpot. I found a funeral notice for a priest buried there, and he has a FindAGrave memorial in St. Marys Cemetery. Another article mentioned South Catholic Cemetery being next to McMahon Street. McMahon Street runs along the west edge of St. Marys Cemetery.
I emailed FindAGrave this morning and requested they add an AKA, so that other people don’t spend hours chasing around in circles. They were fast! It’s already been added.
Tiny victories, y’all.
Oops
That did not go as planned. The ends were magenta, before I rinsed out the dye and the blue stained the pink and turned it purple.
Baby Buck
Thomas would like everyone to know that our neighborhood buck was eating his grass. How very dare!
But look how green it is. I love this time of year.
More Old Photos
I don’t even know how I missed it when I was scanning these negatives, but my grandpa Mert’s family had a Boston Terrier when he was a kid. That top photo is of him and his horse, Queen, and their family’s dog.
The middle photo is of Fritz, the dog my grandma Jeanne’s mom had when she was a kid. So both my grandma and grandpa had Boston Terriers when they were growing up.
The bottom photo is another one I didn’t really register, when I scanned it. It was with my grandpa Mert’s dad’s negatives. I’m pretty sure it’s of grandpa’s mom’s parents, Clarissa Perry and Homer Charles Lord. It was probably taken in the late 1930s.
Inspector Thomas Is on the Job
I’m almost done Ruth the pink journal on top. They last me about two months, and it should be full by the end of April. So I need to decide which notebook I’m going to use next: the light pink one with white paper or the black one with black paper?
I haven’t used black paper in ages. It might be a good excuse to get some new sparkly gel pens and markers.
Shadow
I don’t love getting to work at dark o’clock. Ugh.
Mood
Polly is feeling great and getting chubby. You can no longer feel her vertebrae or hip bones.
Redbud at Dark O’clock
The redbud tree by the library loading dock is redbudding.












