Baby Angelia

AngelinaGraveby James Ray Deaton8/5/15
Way out west under Great Basin skies and high desert clouds on a recent road trip, I stumbled upon an example of the growing differences between the news of the day and old-time ways and values.

Driving through the remote and thirsty town of Tonopah, Nevada, I stopped for gas and water, poked around the old stone buildings along the main street and then walked through the old cemetery northwest of town. While not quite a full-fledged taphophile, I’ve always enjoyed a good walk among the tombstones of an old graveyard. The stone markers with dates and epitaphs often tell quiet stories about those who came before.

Driving north into town from Goldfield, Nevada, I had been listening on the radio to the static-laced voice of Rush Limbaugh from some distant and fading outpost station. Rush was talking about the latest Planned Parenthood revelations that have shocked those of us still capable of being shocked by the goings-on of our modern civilization.

Excerpts from the latest video revealed professional people discussing the harvesting of fetal body parts, the profitability of procuring “intact kidneys,” fetal livers and the more-desirable and profitable heart and brain tissues.

Recent revelations about “I’m going to basically crush below; I’m going to crush above,” the benefits of “per-item”AngeliaGraveLg pricing, “less crunchy” methods of organ extraction, descriptions of “intact calvariums” and a doctor’s desire for a Lamborghini have horrified at least part of the nation.

Such talk was still on my mind as I walked in the old cemetery and discovered a reminder about the true value of all human life. Part of the cemetery was watered and lush with green grass and leafy trees; other parts were sun-baked, dry and less visited.

In a graveled and dry part of the cemetery I came upon one quite elaborate gravesite. Although small, it had a tall rectangular concrete footing enclosing the gravesite. The footing was topped with delicate wrought-iron fencing. The iron fencing had heavy finials at each corner and wrought-iron fleur-de-lys along the top on all four sides. A white marble cross was positioned on one end. The cross had weakened with time; someone had wired it to the iron fence to help support its weight. On the cross was carved a depiction of two sprigs of ivy (evergreen) and a name: “Angelia V. Kezevich.” The dates: “July 1913; Dec. 1913.”

I could find no other “Kezevich” gravesite nearby. Angelia lay in repose alone — mother, father, any siblings, presumably buried elsewhere, in another town, another state, perhaps another country. Baby Angelia had lived less than five months more than 100 years ago, but you know that she was important to someone and you know that she was loved. She was the joy of someone’s heart and its heartbreak when she died.

Tonopah, “Queen of the Silver Camps,” is a pretty remote and desolate place even today — and I would image it was even more so 100 years ago before modern freeways, reliable electricity and modern communications and transport. I imagine Tonopah, Nevada has always been a rather difficult place to call home.

But 100 years ago in this small desert town of little rain and hardscrabble life, Baby Angelia’s short time on earth was noted and honored and memorialized by those who loved her. They did not want her to be forgotten. They wanted a lasting manifestation of their love. Time and effort and thought and money (value) were put into Angelia’s final resting place in the town cemetery. She mattered to someone and they mattered to her.

Little Angelia never knew about history. She never knew her family tree. She never learned the alphabet or read a book, but she knew a mother’s love, the touch of a hand, her daddy’s voice and some of the joys and some of the pain of living, if even only for a little while. Whether for five hours or five days, for five months or five decades, Angelia had a life. She did live once in her time, in our world, under the heavens.

Her loving parents could not save her from whatever illness or accident or infirmity that took her life, but in their grief they could honor and remember her with a beautiful and proper and substantial gravesite. It was and it is a physical, earthly, lasting manifestation of their love for their dear baby girl. Little Angelia V. Kezevich has not been forgotten, not yet, even into the twenty-first century. It is testament that every life, no matter how brief, no matter how seemingly insignificant, is important and has more value than we may ever know. People knew that 100 years ago, but some today have forgotten.


James Ray Deaton, one of six known conservatives living in Berkeley, Calif., is a graduate of the UC Berkeley Graduate School of Journalism.
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11 Responses to Baby Angelia

  1. Timothy Lane says:

    It’s nice to be remembered. This reminds me of the short piece in a Dean Koontz novel featuring the epiitaph of a child born dead: “God loved him so much he called him home at birth.” Religion can be a consolation, a consolation (as Captain Ramius pointed out in The Hunt for Red October) that is denied those ruled by the Left.

  2. Brad Nelson Brad Nelson says:

    That’s excellent stuff, James. 100% good. Thumbs up. This is what it’s all about. I hope everyone shares this on Facebook. I did.

  3. Kung Fu Zu Kung Fu Zu says:

    A touching piece. It is a sad fact that many people need to be reminded that human life, however brief or imperfect, has value.

    Those pagans at PP, and those who support them, are simply the modern day descendants those who worshipped Moloch, throwing babies into the fire.

    What I find particularly appalling is the cold-blooded attitude of those women in the video clips which have been released. I ask myself how could a woman become such a monster?

    • Brad Nelson Brad Nelson says:

      I ask myself how could a woman become such a monster?

      It’s easy: feminism, the dogma of man-hatred under the guise of “women’s health.” A pregnancy, as viewed by these kooks, is considered a disease, something foisted upon women by men to hold them down. By killing unborn babies, they are “empowering” women and striking a blow against paternalism.

      The women who get pregnant are “victims” and Planned Parenthood is bravely serving and sticking up for these “victims.”

      And who is going to oppose this, especially since opposition is characterized as a “war on women”? And look at the monsters in the Senate. Barbara Boxer said about the GOP effort to defund Planned Parenthood, “What they are doing will lead to more abortions.”

      Is this the way women think or is this the way Leftists think? I’m not sure that is that much of a difference. Women have gotten it into their heads that abortion (aka “birth control”) is absolutely central to their way of life. And I’d say it is. Killing unborn children is about killing maternalism and promoting careers. The unborn are sacrificed both for careers and for sexual liberation. And this works out to be an especially good deal for men who can rut like pigs and never have to learn responsibility.

      There is a price to pay for this Brave New World of feminine self-fulfillment, independence, and sexual liberation. And the feminists are indeed right that a pregnancy (really, the honoring of family and motherhood, not pregnancy itself) is a threat to the economic and political power of women. No one states the obvious on this which is why you get all these monstrously evasive slogans such as “War on women,” “right to choose,” “keep your rosaries off my ovaries” (as if killing unborn children was a stroke for freedom).

      I didn’t make any of this stuff up. But it is the situation in unvarnished form. Life is about making choices indeed.

      • Timothy Lane says:

        But remember that a lot of women don’t fall for this trick. On the rare occasions when I’ve seen support and opposition for abortion broken out by sex, men have tended to favor it more than women (though it’s been years since the last time I saw such a poll). I think any conservative can easily guess why this would be so.

    • oldguy says:

      Lets not forget who the bible’s Eve was and what she did. Sugar and spice and everything nice huh?

      • Timothy Lane says:

        To be fair, the serpent deceived her with the same sorts of ploys he uses with equal success today. Eve at least didn’t have any prior experiences to guide her.

      • Brad Nelson Brad Nelson says:

        In my experience, oldguy, some women will destroy heaven and earth to find the physical and emotional security she is looking for. Men have their bad traits as well (particularly their propensity for obscene violence). But many women will buy a promise from a snake nine out of ten times if the promise is one to their liking.

        And this is where the story of Adam and Eve seams a little gender confused to me:

        “You will not certainly die,” the serpent said to the woman. 5 “For God knows that when you eat from it your eyes will be opened, and you will be like God, knowing good and evil.”

        This sounds much more like an appeal that would tempt a man, not a woman. Men, far more than women, obsess on intellectual prizes. Just my two cents.

  4. Tom Riehl Tom Riehl says:

    12 perfect paragraphs about life. That such beauty and meaning can be gleaned from a simple grave comes from appreciation of life’s importance. And Brad is correct about life’s choices. They are the only meaningful product of our existence. Sadly, the choices of P. P. Mengeles lead to perdition.

  5. Anniel says:

    James, I have been thinking about you article all morning, and considering the life of Baby Angelia. I sat one day and listened to my grandfather and his siblings, all in their 80’s and 90’s, discuss their little sister, Goldie, who had died when she was 7. Their love for her had endured the years and they reminisced about things she had said and done. Yes, there was a time when people remembered and honored those who left too soon. It is also true we live in an age when many people do not honor life.

    Your article was beautifully written to focus on life. We can all acknowledge the limited humanity of the PP people and their supporters, but you have gone beyond that, capturing the essence of love. Thank you, may we all remember to choose well.

    • Brad Nelson Brad Nelson says:

      Yes, good article. I’ll tell you why:

      It’s easy to read and well organized. It tells a story. It doesn’t try to over-analyze anything but does present things for your own analysis (which should come to the correct conclusion). It’s a nice conversational style (not bitchy like I am sometimes). And — praise the Lord — it’s about everyday life, about someone’s thoughts and actions out there in the real world as seen through a conservative (let’s just say “non-wacko”) lens. The author doesn’t have to hit us over the head with Locke or Montesquieu or fancy formulas.

      I’m not against fancy formulas or quotes. I’m not against political philosophy or analysis of the day’s or week’s events. But could you paint a better picture of what one small life means than what James has done here?

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