Some tombstone epitaphs were intended to be funny and others were not intended to be, but were. Some are from the northeast and perhaps are your relatives.
In Memory of Lidia, Wife of Simeon Palmer
In Memory of Elizabeth, Who Should Have Been The Wife of Simeon Palmer
Little Compton, Rhode Island
To the Memory of Abraham Beaulieu
Accidently Shot April 1844:
As A Mark of Affection
From His Brother
Kittery, Maine
Under The Sod,
Under The Trees Lies The Body Of Jonathan Pease
He Is Not Here But Only His Pod:
He Shelled Out His Peas
And Went To His God
Nantucket, Mass
Here Lies The Body Of John Mound
Lost At Sea And Never Found
Winslow, Maine
In Memory Of Ellen Shannon
Who Was Fatally Burned By The Explosion Of A Lamp
Filled With Danforth’s Non-Explosive Burning Fluid
Girard, Penn