Okay, you can argue with me, but show me one thing in Sykesville cooler than the angel on a bright Spring day in January, looking down and gently dropping flowers on the dead.
Is she not, perhaps, the most beautiful thing in the world?
The Coolest Thing in Sykesville
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A true guardian angel right here in Sykesville!
Looks just like the angel that my grandma placed over her baby’s grave….that baby was Helen Marie Wilson….called Marie…..She was my mothers baby sister and I was named after her and called Marie……but just almost…… because a cousin was named Helen in respect just before me—I became Ellen Marie…….As a child, I loved to visit the angel…and had no idea how painful those sweet little trips to see her were for my grandparents…….I know now..and shed a tear for their sorrow…….
Thanks, Marie. That’s a nice story.
Yes, and I’d like to know how long she’s been there and who made her. I like the green that’s slowly covering her face.