Carolina Klingelhoets – July 13, 1907 9 months & 6 days.

Carolina Kincelhoets

Truly, a fascinating cross of beautiful wrought iron, it marks the grave of a baby girl, named Carolina. At nine months, she would have been getting ready to walk. It is in the East end, and older part of a cemetery. Walking into the front of this cemetery, one would never have dreamed there would be a marker like this one. Most are of your typical granite, names of grandparents, siblings and even parents of children, with whom I grew up. All very important reminders of past memories. This cross, however was unique. Furthermore, the name, Carolina, is not commonly given to post-war girls of Mid America, and Klingelhoets, whose origin I couldn’t find, is not a surname you come across everyday.
Most of all, this marker is an indicator of the unknown past of a place I thought I knew so well, and a place whose mundane and boring environment from which I was so ever eager to flee. Coming back here, though, I find out things, I would never have dreamed of and glimpses into a past that leaves so much to the imagination. Whoever the Klingelhoets were, they certainly left a beautiful reminder of a child they loved, who walked out of their lives, much to soon.

2 thoughts on “Carolina Klingelhoets – July 13, 1907 9 months & 6 days.

  1. I remember Klingelhoets, Georgie. There was a Josephine (nee Ridl) Klingelhoets who lived in Downing, and her brother was Burt Ridl. Everyone knew Burt; he was the adorable little man who had a deformed leg and arm, making it hard for him to walk quickly, but easy for him to dance! He used to come into Vi’s in Downing, and
    join in whenever there was music on the jukebox, and people having fun! A beer
    or two just enhanced the fun. I don’t know if there were any other Klingelhoets in the area, but based on your photograph and description, this may very well have been a relative…

    1. What a pleasure to have your comment, Sally. It very well could be the same family. I never knew Burt. I guess we Rivard’s were way too protected out there on the Ranch, missing so much of what happened in Downing:) That’s a very interesting story.

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