A reminder of how hard it was on the western frontier
Digging thru old photos, I found two I'd made of the gravesite of my great uncle, Jesse Hardy (died in 1941). He was a fairly big landowner for the area (Buckeye, AZ, west of Phoenix), but the family couldn't waste money on a headstone. Below in the image is his marker -- a metal tag on a stick -- and above is a broader view of the cemetery where he lies -- and where the great majority of graves have the same markers. It may have been 1941, and he may have been a landowner, but these folks were living in a state that would stagger anyone below the poverty line today. Click on the thumbnail for a larger image.