I don’t know what it’s like in other countries, but here in Germany you buy a burial plot for a certain amount of time, and I believe it’s usually for twenty years. After that, you – the family – can extend the time. If you don’t, the grave will be dismantled (for lack of a better word).
Because that’s what’s going to happen to my godfather’s grave site, my sister and I went to visit his grave one last time yesterday. Afterwards we strolled over the cemetery and came across this unusual headstone. Among the aged stone and marble ones stood this pillar of which we weren’t sure from afar whether it was made to look like a wooden post or whether it really was wood.
So we got closer, and it was indeed a quite simple wooden post. Simple and yet the most unusual and noticeable one. If I had to choose a headstone, it would definitely be one like this.