@leon.tabitha: At Oak Hill Cemetery in Paige, Texas, I stopped in front of Adrian Burnham’s handmade marker. Above his name were two words: “Big Boy.” I read them again. This time, I wondered about the voice that used to say them. Was it called across a yard? Said with a laugh? Spoken quietly when someone needed his attention? I don’t know. Those are questions this marker leaves me with, not details I can claim about his life. But somebody knew him that way. And whoever chose these words wanted that part of Adrian to stay. The wood grain shows through the lettering. A small “Gone Fishin’” sign sits beneath his name. Flowers, angels, and a little cowboy boot rest below. I don’t know whose hands made this memorial. Looking at it, though, I thought about the time they spent working on something they would eventually have to leave here. That part stayed with me. You finish the work. You bring it to the cemetery. You go home. And something you made remains beside someone you miss. Years later, a stranger comes along and reads it. That stranger was me. I wish I could tell the maker that their work still reaches people. That I stopped. That I read Adrian’s name—and that “Big Boy” made me want to know the man behind it. We can’t recover a whole life from a marker. Sometimes, though, someone leaves us a small, personal way to begin. Rest easy, Big Boy. I’m glad I stopped. Every Name Still Means Everything to Someone. — LEOTAB #HandmadeMemorial #OakHillCemetery #PaigeTexas #GoneFishin #BastropCountyCemeteries

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