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Gravestone Guardians, Inc. Gravestone Guardians, Inc., is a registered 501(c)(3) nonprofit organization involved in headstone cleaning, repair, and resetting since 2018.

We preserve the legacy of our past by providing expert headstone cleaning, repair, and preservation services. At Gravestone Guardians Inc., our mission is to honor and preserve the legacy of our forebearers by providing expert cleaning, repair, and restoration services for headstones. We are dedicated to maintaining the integrity of historical craftsmanship and safeguarding the stories etched in stone. Through meticulous care and respect, we ensure that each monument stands as a lasting tribute to those who came before us, celebrating their lives and preserving our shared heritage for future generations.

WAITโ€ฆ SIR ISAAC NEWTON?! ๐ŸŽ๐Ÿค”Imagine our surprise this afternoon when, while exploring a small cemetery in Wardsboro, Verm...
10/04/2026

WAITโ€ฆ SIR ISAAC NEWTON?! ๐ŸŽ๐Ÿค”

Imagine our surprise this afternoon when, while exploring a small cemetery in Wardsboro, Vermont, we came across this substantial monument surrounded by an ornate iron fence.

And then we read the name:

SIR ISAAC NEWTON

Hold on.

That Sir Isaac Newton died in 1727. And unless Westminster Abbey quietly relocated to the Vermont mountains, we knew something was up. ๐Ÿ˜‚

Turns out, this wasnโ€™t an honorary title added to the stone and apparently wasnโ€™t somebody having a little fun with an inscription. According to a 1915 genealogy of the Newton family, Sir Isaac Newton was actually christened with that name. He was born April 12, 1791, in Newfane, Vermont, the son of Marshall and Lydia Newton. He later settled in the part of Newfane that became Wardsboro.

And Vermontโ€™s Sir Isaac Newton made a name for himself in his own right.

He was a farmer and became active in local government, serving multiple terms as Selectman, as Moderator of the Annual Meeting, and as Town Clerk. He married Patty Bartlett on Christmas Day 1815, and they raised a large family here in Vermont.

He died March 24, 1864, at age 73โ€”the exact dates recorded on this monument.

So no, we didnโ€™t stumble upon the final resting place of the man who gave us the laws of motion and universal gravitation.

But we did stumble across a wonderfully Vermont version of the story:

โ€œWe like Isaac Newton so much, weโ€™re just going to make another one.โ€ ๐Ÿ˜‚

And THIS is exactly why we wander through old cemeteries.

You never know whose name is going to stop you dead in your tracks and send you down another historical rabbit hole.

Sir Isaac Newton of Vermont. Who knew?!

Wellโ€ฆ this afternoon took an unexpected turn. ๐Ÿ˜„While wandering the backwoods of Southern Vermont, we came across a Highl...
10/03/2026

Wellโ€ฆ this afternoon took an unexpected turn. ๐Ÿ˜„

While wandering the backwoods of Southern Vermont, we came across a Highland coo completely by surprise โ€” and if you know Dave, you know this was basically like spotting a celebrity. Ever since he first encountered a Highland coo 35 years ago in Dutchess County, New York, heโ€™s been hooked.

Of course, one of our friends decided that simply meeting a Highland coo wasnโ€™t enoughโ€ฆ so they took things to the next level with a little AI magic and created the image of Dave living the dream. And honestly? It feels pretty accurate. ๐Ÿค ๐Ÿ‚

Some people dream of sports cars or tropical beaches. Dave apparently dreams of one day riding off into the sunset on a Highland coo through the Vermont countryside.

Dream big, friends. Dream big. ๐Ÿ˜‚

What do you do on a Norโ€™easter Saturday when the rain is coming down sideways and the wind is howling outside?Stay insid...
09/26/2026

What do you do on a Norโ€™easter Saturday when the rain is coming down sideways and the wind is howling outside?

Stay inside like a normal person?

Of course not. ๐Ÿ˜‚

You head to the basement and make slotted bases for historic tablet headstones!

A little lumber, some measuring, a few forms, and suddenly the Gravestone Guardians basement has turned into a miniature precast concrete operation.

Because apparently when cemetery work gets rained outโ€ฆwe just bring the cemetery work inside. ๐Ÿคฃ

These new bases will eventually head into the field to give several historic tablets a stable, properly fitted home โ€” while keeping the original stones above ground where they belong.

Rain outside.
Concrete inside.
Hercules gets the day off.

Just another perfectly normal Saturday at Gravestone Guardians. ๐Ÿ˜‚๐Ÿชฆ

09/25/2026

๐—ข๐˜‚๐—ฟ ๐—ฏ๐˜‚๐—ฑ๐—ฑ๐˜† ๐—•๐—ฒ๐—ป ๐—ป๐—ฒ๐—ฒ๐—ฑ๐—ฒ๐—ฑ ๐—ฎ ๐—น๐—ถ๐—ณ๐˜โ€ฆ ๐˜€๐—ผ ๐—ป๐—ฎ๐˜๐˜‚๐—ฟ๐—ฎ๐—น๐—น๐˜†, ๐˜„๐—ฒ ๐—ฏ๐—ฟ๐—ผ๐˜‚๐—ด๐—ต๐˜ ๐—›๐—ฒ๐—ฟ๐—ฐ๐˜‚๐—น๐—ฒ๐˜€. ๐Ÿ˜‚๐Ÿ’ช๐Ÿชฆ

A few weeks ago, during our trip north to Maine, we spent the morning working alongside our friend Ben from ๐—™๐—ถ๐—ป๐—ฒ๐—ฟ ๐——๐—ฒ๐˜๐—ฎ๐—ถ๐—น๐˜€ ๐—š๐—ฟ๐—ฎ๐˜ƒ๐—ฒ ๐—–๐—ฎ๐—ฟ๐—ฒ on a monument that had developed a noticeable lean.

The camera doesnโ€™t quite capture it, but several of the monumentโ€™s sections had shifted over time. And when that happens, simply pushing everything back into place isnโ€™t the answer.

So we took it apart.

Carefully. Piece by piece.

With Hercules handling the heavy lifting, we deconstructed the monument, leveled the base, and then began the slow process of putting everything back together properly.

Each section was reset on a bed of ๐—ต๐—ถ๐˜€๐˜๐—ผ๐—ฟ๐—ถ๐—ฐ ๐—น๐—ถ๐—บ๐—ฒ ๐—บ๐—ผ๐—ฟ๐˜๐—ฎ๐—ฟ, providing even bearing and support between the stone surfaces.

And then, one piece at a time, the monument went back together.

Level. Stable. Supported.

And looking a whole lot better than when we started.

It was a great morning of sharing equipment, techniques, and a few laughs with Ben โ€” and another reminder of something weโ€™ve learned over and over again:

๐—ง๐—ต๐—ฒ ๐—ฟ๐—ถ๐—ด๐—ต๐˜ ๐—ฒ๐—พ๐˜‚๐—ถ๐—ฝ๐—บ๐—ฒ๐—ป๐˜ ๐—ฑ๐—ผ๐—ฒ๐˜€๐—ปโ€™๐˜ ๐—ท๐˜‚๐˜€๐˜ ๐—บ๐—ฎ๐—ธ๐—ฒ ๐—ฐ๐—ผ๐—ป๐˜€๐—ฒ๐—ฟ๐˜ƒ๐—ฎ๐˜๐—ถ๐—ผ๐—ป ๐˜„๐—ผ๐—ฟ๐—ธ ๐—ฒ๐—ฎ๐˜€๐—ถ๐—ฒ๐—ฟ. ๐—œ๐˜ ๐—ฐ๐—ฎ๐—ป ๐—บ๐—ฎ๐—ธ๐—ฒ ๐—ฏ๐—ฒ๐˜๐˜๐—ฒ๐—ฟ ๐—ฐ๐—ผ๐—ป๐˜€๐—ฒ๐—ฟ๐˜ƒ๐—ฎ๐˜๐—ถ๐—ผ๐—ป ๐˜„๐—ผ๐—ฟ๐—ธ ๐—ฝ๐—ผ๐˜€๐˜€๐—ถ๐—ฏ๐—น๐—ฒ.

Of course, Hercules already knew that.

Heโ€™s very humble about it. ๐Ÿ˜‚

09/23/2026

๐—ช๐—ฒ๐—น๐—นโ€ฆ ๐—๐—ฒ๐—ป๐—ป๐˜† ๐—ณ๐—ผ๐˜‚๐—ป๐—ฑ ๐—ฎ๐—ป๐—ผ๐˜๐—ต๐—ฒ๐—ฟ ๐—ฐ๐—ผ๐˜‚๐˜€๐—ถ๐—ป. ๐Ÿ˜‚๐Ÿชฆ

Because apparently we canโ€™t drive into a New England cemetery, unload the tools, and mind our own business without discovering that ๐˜€๐—ผ๐—บ๐—ฒ๐—ฏ๐—ผ๐—ฑ๐˜† ๐—ฏ๐˜‚๐—ฟ๐—ถ๐—ฒ๐—ฑ ๐˜๐—ต๐—ฒ๐—ฟ๐—ฒ ๐—ถ๐˜€ ๐—ฟ๐—ฒ๐—น๐—ฎ๐˜๐—ฒ๐—ฑ ๐˜๐—ผ ๐—๐—ฒ๐—ป๐—ป๐˜†.

This time, it was ๐—›๐—ฎ๐—ฟ๐—ฟ๐—ถ๐—ฒ๐˜ ๐—ช๐—ต๐—ถ๐˜๐—ฒ in Winsted, Connecticut.

Harriet was born in 1807 to Daniel White and Clarissa Cleveland. She married Oren Kellogg on December 26, 1846. Sadly, Oren died in 1859.

A few years later, Harriet began another chapter, marrying Anson Harrington on July 10, 1863. She lived until January 23, 1881, when she died in Winsted.

Fast-forward more than 140 years, and Harrietโ€™s headstone was no longer quite as assembled as its maker intended.

Soโ€ฆ we fixed that. ๐Ÿ˜

Piece by piece, we carefully brought the monument back together, returning Harrietโ€™s name and story to the landscape where they belong.

And THEN came the genealogy check.

Yep.

๐—›๐—ฎ๐—ฟ๐—ฟ๐—ถ๐—ฒ๐˜ ๐—ช๐—ต๐—ถ๐˜๐—ฒ ๐—ถ๐˜€ ๐—๐—ฒ๐—ป๐—ป๐˜†โ€™๐˜€ ๐Ÿฑ๐˜๐—ต ๐—ฐ๐—ผ๐˜‚๐˜€๐—ถ๐—ป, ๐Ÿฒร— ๐—ฟ๐—ฒ๐—บ๐—ผ๐˜ƒ๐—ฒ๐—ฑ.

Of course she is. ๐Ÿ˜‚

At this point, when we pull Clifford the Big Red Jeep into a cemetery, Iโ€™m half expecting Jenny to roll down the window and yell:

โ€œ๐—”๐—ป๐˜†๐—ฏ๐—ผ๐—ฑ๐˜† ๐—ต๐—ฒ๐—ฟ๐—ฒ ๐—ฟ๐—ฒ๐—น๐—ฎ๐˜๐—ฒ๐—ฑ ๐˜๐—ผ ๐—บ๐—ฒ?โ€

Statistically speaking, somebody probably is.

Another headstone preserved.
Another story remembered.
And apparentlyโ€ฆ another Carr family reunion. โค๏ธ๐Ÿชฆ

09/20/2026

Apparently, our idea of a weekend getaway involves loading ๐—–๐—น๐—ถ๐—ณ๐—ณ๐—ผ๐—ฟ๐—ฑ ๐˜๐—ต๐—ฒ ๐—•๐—ถ๐—ด ๐—ฅ๐—ฒ๐—ฑ ๐—๐—ฒ๐—ฒ๐—ฝ with brushes, buckets, tools, and enough cemetery gear to make people wonder exactly what weโ€™re up to. ๐Ÿ˜‚

Then we strapped in ๐—›๐—ฒ๐—ฟ๐—ฐ๐˜‚๐—น๐—ฒ๐˜€, our trusty tripod, and hit the road for ๐—ช๐—ถ๐—ป๐˜€๐˜๐—ฒ๐—ฑ, ๐—–๐—ผ๐—ป๐—ป๐—ฒ๐—ฐ๐˜๐—ถ๐—ฐ๐˜‚๐˜! ๐Ÿš™๐Ÿ’จ

Our destination was the beautiful ๐—ข๐—น๐—ฑ ๐—•๐˜‚๐—ฟ๐˜†๐—ถ๐—ป๐—ด ๐—š๐—ฟ๐—ผ๐˜‚๐—ป๐—ฑ, where we spent the day with an awesome group of community members for a hands-on cemetery preservation class.

And when we say hands-on, we mean it.

Nobody was sitting on the sidelines!

Together, we worked through how to safely ๐—ฐ๐—น๐—ฒ๐—ฎ๐—ป ๐—ต๐—ถ๐˜€๐˜๐—ผ๐—ฟ๐—ถ๐—ฐ ๐—ต๐—ฒ๐—ฎ๐—ฑ๐˜€๐˜๐—ผ๐—ป๐—ฒ๐˜€, ๐—ฟ๐—ฒ๐˜€๐—ฒ๐˜ ๐—ณ๐—ฎ๐—น๐—น๐—ฒ๐—ป ๐—ฎ๐—ป๐—ฑ ๐˜€๐˜‚๐—ป๐—ธ๐—ฒ๐—ป ๐˜€๐˜๐—ผ๐—ป๐—ฒ๐˜€, ๐—ฎ๐—ป๐—ฑ ๐—ฎ๐—ฝ๐—ฝ๐—ฟ๐—ผ๐—ฎ๐—ฐ๐—ต ๐—ฟ๐—ฒ๐—ฝ๐—ฎ๐—ถ๐—ฟ๐˜€ ๐˜„๐—ถ๐˜๐—ต ๐—ฝ๐—ฟ๐—ฒ๐˜€๐—ฒ๐—ฟ๐˜ƒ๐—ฎ๐˜๐—ถ๐—ผ๐—ปโ€”๐—ป๐—ผ๐˜ ๐—ฝ๐—ฒ๐—ฟ๐—ณ๐—ฒ๐—ฐ๐˜๐—ถ๐—ผ๐—ปโ€”๐—ถ๐—ป ๐—บ๐—ถ๐—ป๐—ฑ. There was plenty of learning, plenty of questions, and just the right amount of getting dirty. ๐Ÿ˜„

But the best part of these classes isnโ€™t what we accomplish in one day.

Itโ€™s what happens after we leave.

The brushes and Hercules may get packed back into Clifford, but the ๐—ธ๐—ป๐—ผ๐˜„๐—น๐—ฒ๐—ฑ๐—ด๐—ฒ ๐˜€๐˜๐—ฎ๐˜†๐˜€ ๐˜„๐—ถ๐˜๐—ต ๐˜๐—ต๐—ฒ ๐—ฐ๐—ผ๐—บ๐—บ๐˜‚๐—ป๐—ถ๐˜๐˜†. Now there are more people in Winsted with the skills, confidence, and enthusiasm to continue caring for this incredible historic place.

And THAT is how preservation really grows. โค๏ธ

Weโ€™re already excited to see what the power of this community accomplishes before we return next year.

๐—ช๐—ถ๐—ป๐˜€๐˜๐—ฒ๐—ฑ โ€” ๐˜๐—ต๐—ฎ๐—ป๐—ธ๐˜€ ๐—ณ๐—ผ๐—ฟ ๐—ฎ๐—ป ๐—ฎ๐—บ๐—ฎ๐˜‡๐—ถ๐—ป๐—ด ๐˜„๐—ฒ๐—ฒ๐—ธ๐—ฒ๐—ป๐—ฑ. ๐—ช๐—ฒโ€™๐—น๐—น ๐˜€๐—ฒ๐—ฒ ๐˜†๐—ผ๐˜‚ ๐—ป๐—ฒ๐˜…๐˜ ๐˜†๐—ฒ๐—ฎ๐—ฟ!

One stone. One story. One community at a time. ๐Ÿชฆ

09/17/2026

Some headstones tell a story that stays with you.

Joel Clark was born in Bellingham, Massachusetts, in 1815. In 1841, he married Almira Foristall, and together they had four children.

Joel supported his family as a bootmaker, one of the many men in the Bellingham area who made their living in the boot and shoe trades during that period.

But his life was far too short.

Joel died on September 14, 1849, at just 34 years old. His recorded cause of death was โ€œinflamed bowels,โ€ using the terminology of the time.

Almira was left behind with a young familyโ€”and another child still on the way.

About five months after Joelโ€™s death, their youngest son was born and given his fatherโ€™s name.

Sadly, Joel Jr. would become the only one of their four children to live to adulthood.

There is a tremendous amount of life, love, work, and loss represented by a few lines carved into this piece of marble.

That is one of the reasons we do this work.

Cleaning a headstone is not simply about making old stone look better. It is about preserving the names and stories of people whose lives helped shape the communities we know today.

For a little while, Joel Clarkโ€™s story gets to be told again.

Joel Clark
1815โ€“1849

Remembered once again. โค๏ธ๐Ÿชฆ

09/15/2026

Six cubic yards of topsoil.

A small army of volunteers.

And in just under two hours, one more major piece of the Finger Ground restoration was complete.

But this weekend felt different.

For more than two years, we have watched this cemetery slowly change.

We have cleared brush, uncovered stones, cleaned marble, reset fallen markers, repaired broken headstones, improved access, installed fencing, and spent more hours here than we could ever properly count.

Along the way, we have learned the names of the people buried here.

We have learned their stories.

And somewhere in the process, this stopped feeling like just another cemetery project.

The Finger Ground became personal.

This weekend, as that last load of topsoil was spread and the ground was finally leveled, we realized something:

๐—ง๐—ต๐—ฒ ๐—ฟ๐—ฒ๐˜€๐˜๐—ผ๐—ฟ๐—ฎ๐˜๐—ถ๐—ผ๐—ป ๐—ฝ๐—ต๐—ฎ๐˜€๐—ฒ ๐—ถ๐˜€ ๐—ฒ๐˜€๐˜€๐—ฒ๐—ป๐˜๐—ถ๐—ฎ๐—น๐—น๐˜† ๐—ฐ๐—ผ๐—บ๐—ฝ๐—น๐—ฒ๐˜๐—ฒ.

Short of putting down some grass seed and seeing what Mother Nature will allow us to grow, the Finger Ground has officially entered the ๐˜€๐˜‚๐˜€๐˜๐—ฎ๐—ถ๐—ป๐—บ๐—ฒ๐—ป๐˜ ๐—ฝ๐—ต๐—ฎ๐˜€๐—ฒ.

There will always be work to do here. There will always be stones to watch, vegetation to control, and maintenance to keep up with.

But the heavy lifting is behind us.

And that is a little hard to believe.

What was once an abandoned and largely forgotten burial ground is once again a place where the people buried here can be remembered with dignity.

That happened because people cared.

People showed up.

People gave their time, their muscles, their tools, their knowledge, and more than a few sore backs.

So this weekend wasnโ€™t really about six cubic yards of dirt.

It was about reaching the point where we could finally look around and say:

๐—ช๐—ฒ ๐—บ๐—ฎ๐—ฑ๐—ฒ ๐—ถ๐˜.

And we are deeply grateful to everyone who helped us get here. โค๏ธ

๐—ฃ๐—ฟ๐—ฒ๐˜€๐—ฒ๐—ฟ๐˜ƒ๐—ถ๐—ป๐—ด ๐—ต๐—ถ๐˜€๐˜๐—ผ๐—ฟ๐˜†. ๐—›๐—ผ๐—ป๐—ผ๐—ฟ๐—ถ๐—ป๐—ด ๐—บ๐—ฒ๐—บ๐—ผ๐—ฟ๐—ถ๐—ฒ๐˜€. ๐—ž๐—ฒ๐—ฒ๐—ฝ๐—ถ๐—ป๐—ด ๐˜๐—ต๐—ฒ๐—ถ๐—ฟ ๐˜€๐˜๐—ผ๐—ฟ๐—ถ๐—ฒ๐˜€ ๐—ฎ๐—น๐—ถ๐˜ƒ๐—ฒ.

09/13/2026

Wellโ€ฆ apparently when we said weโ€™d clean the Whitin family monuments, that included the parts way up there. ๐Ÿ˜‚

Earlier this week, we made our way over to Pine Grove Cemetery in Whitinsville, Massachusetts, to begin work on the first of roughly 20 larger Whitin family monuments.

Weโ€™re incredibly grateful to have been selected to clean and restore these historic monuments and help preserve the stories they represent for decades to come.

This first one came with plenty of accumulated lichen and biological growthโ€”and a reminder that sometimes cemetery preservation requires a soft brush, the right cleanerโ€ฆand a willingness to leave the ground behind. ๐Ÿ˜ณ

Dave went high.
Jenny stayed wisely closer to Earth. ๐Ÿ˜‚

One monument underway. Plenty more history ahead.

Preserving history. Honoring memories. One stone at a time. โค๏ธ

09/10/2026

Earlier this week, Jenny went to work on the massive ledger stone of Katharine Sheldon Clark Whitin, born in 1851 to Lewis Clark and Nancy Sheldon.

Katharine married Arthur Fletcher Whitin in 1879. The couple had no children and spent nearly four decades together before Katharine passed away in Boston on April 9, 1918, from complications following surgery.

More than a century later, her beautiful memorial is getting some much-needed attention โ€” and this one is definitely not a quick scrub-and-go job.

Jenny made tremendous progress, but weโ€™re already looking forward to heading back and finishing the intricate floral border that surrounds the ledger. Those details are absolutely worth the extra time.

One stone. One story. One memory preserved. โค๏ธ

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Bellingham, MA
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