This Memorial Day, I decided to take a visit to Rosemead, CA, where many of Los Angeles County's founding fathers (and mothers) are buried.
There are plenty of war veterans there too, but I chose to visit the more neglected, overlooked graves...
...the crumbling...
...the old...
...the cracked...
...the infants, with no living family to place flowers or candles atop slightly displaced stones...
The generic...
...the consumed...
...the twig- and moss-covered...
...The split...
..and the sprouted.
Many of these headstones, which lie flat on the ground rather than standing up like modern ones, have virtually sunken into the ground, their perimeters literally exhumed from the encroaching earth, now set into little depressions rather than the little mounds you'd expect to see at a gravesite.
So many darling, beloved babies and infant sons and daughters lost, with no one left to mourn for them...except me, photographing them in memoriam.
Related reading:
Photo Essay: The Faces of Hollywood Forever Cemetery
Photo Essay: Past the Mission
Gloom (Photo Blog)
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