A Tombstone tombstone
This tombstone actually exists in Tombstone, Arizona, in the Boothill Graveyard. While there are a number of interesting epitaphs there, including Frank Bowles’ (“As you pass by, remember that as you are so once was I, and as I am you soon will be….”) and Margarita’s (“Stabbed by gold dollar”), we’re partial to Lester Moore’s. A Wells Fargo Station agent in Naco, Arizona, he met his end when he delivered a damaged package to a disgruntled, and armed, Hank Dunstan, who also died of gunshot wounds in the ensuing scuffle. Moore’s epitaph reads: “Here lies Lester Moore, Four slugs from a 44, No Les, No more.”
Clearly, Frances Eileen Thatcher was well-loved by her family and friends, who wrote kindly of her “beautiful heart” in her 2006 obituary. What they didn’t mention was her sense of humour, which must be inferred by the inscription on the back of her tombstone, “Damn, it’s dark down here.”
When Dr Edward Russell Gann died in 1983 in Sigourney, Iowa, his wife and son had inscribed on his tombstone: “I’d rather be in Acapulco.” One can only hope they weren’t suggesting he had likely gone to someplace else that was very hot.