Joseph Roberts was born the day after Christmas, a blessed occasion for his parents -- the miracle of life, a gift with impeccable timing, merrily received in the festive season. He proudly took his treasured place within the family, back East. Something intriguing pulled him West where he remains alone, passing at age 82, more than one hundred years ago.
One can presume a full life, a wife named Ellen (no last name, born in Mexico) and a few children, but no traceable history of them. He is the only known resident of his family plot. One can suspect some degree of success, given the monument and plot markings on a section of old oaks, rock and dried grasses.
As the old saying goes, when a tree falls in the forest, does anyone hear it? ... I hope so.
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