A few weeks ago Bob and I took a Sunday afternoon jeep ride through the National Forest. It's one of my favorite things to do. I wanted to visit a couple of old cemeteries that are tucked away in the mountains.
I love to read old tombstones.
This monument was placed by the family at the entrance to the cemetery. Notice the dates on the tombstone.
The names and dates on these stones have long since disappeared.
I can't imagine what life must have been like for these families. The isolation, the hardships...how did they manage?
I'd love to hear their stories.