As of Tuesday, November 22, 2016
Has anyone seen a pink concrete lamb? This lamb strayed from the top of my grandmother’s, Martha Davis, headstone where it had rested since 1937. It had special meaning for Grandmother because she and Grandpa Davis spent the summers at Twin Cabins where the sheep were pastured.
If the person who has this lamb had lost a child and wanted a stone for it but didn’t have the money to buy one, I would have gladly given it to them. If anyone has seen this little pink lamb laying around somewhere, please let me know. This may be in someone’s yard, in the flowers or wherever a stray lamb may go. It was a cute little lamb, resting so nice on Martha’s headstone. I am sure Grandma would like her lamb to come home.
What kind of lowlife person steals from the dead out of a cemetery?