Monday, March 21, 2011
My Truck Turns At All Country Cemetary Signs
Guess who wanted to go for a ride this afternoon? Well maybe it was because my truck was out of the garage and had gas in the tank. It is usually me who suggests country rides. Okay I told John but I'm not driving on any dusty roads because my truck is clean (famous last words). We headed north and then east and quickly spoted a cemetary sign with an arrow pointing back to the south. My truck couldn't resist (me either) a country cemetary in this county we haven't explored. A sandy narrow road with good fence on either side. We were in for a nice surprise. The double gates where they move the caskets in were locked but we parked by a single gate and it was unlocked. Near it was a historical marker reading the first person buried there was a fourteen year old boy in 1857. The owner of the property let them bury the boy on his property and then let relatives use it and from then on it became a cemetary for the little community at that time. It is well kept by a cemetary association and they have a pavalion with picnic tables. The tin on the pavalion was a little lose so the wind rattled it a couple of times and it was a little startling for a grave yard. Where the graves are is kind of unlevel land but down below it is a nice meadow with some wild flowers and buttleflies fliting all around. The birds fussed at us for disturbing thier peace. There is one nice fence around the whole thing, graves and meadow, pavalion and outhouse, so there is room for graves for many many years to come.