A couple of years ago I stumbled across a little family cemetery in the middle of a cornfield out in the farming country between Shippensburg and Newville, not far from the Rail Trail. I went back last Wednesday to get some better shots than I got when I first found the place; here they are.
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The Smith family plot on Smithdale Road, smack in the middle of a corn field |
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A well-carved stone |
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An interesting stone. Unfortunately the first name is weathered beyond legibility |
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The farm across the road from the cemetery |
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And finally, on the Rail Trail heading home |
© 2019 by A. Roy Hilbinger
I love poking around in old cemeteries. My Uncle Al had a cottage -- okay, more of a shack -- by the Cape Cod Canal in Sagamore. There was an old cemetery behind the house. One large stone had an entire story written on it, telling of a ship's captain, lost at sea, whose widow never gave up on his returning someday until the day she died... Fascinating stuff!
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