How much better can it get than cool mornings and fall in the air? Well, I’ll tell you…putting on my Kansas cowgirl boots, a pair of jeans, and talking my Big Boy into a trip in the 4-wheel drive truck!
I told you the first story of searching for the “Elliott family cemetery” here in Pennsylvania. https://49andcounting.wordpress.com/2011/08/08/oh-the-places-ive-been the exciting news is that…I’ve found it!
Another day of driving miles and miles in the Pennsylvania hills, and knocking on doors (I was told yesterday, “didn’t anyone tell you not to door knock in Pennsylvania?”..what’s up with that?…I’m sure a Kansas girl!). And the last place I stopped…I hit the jackpot!
A local farmer and his wife loaded me up in their pickup, and off we went, over hills and through grass as high as the truck, and there it was! In the middle of a pasture, hidden from view…the Elliott family Cemetery. The resting place of my great-great-great grandparents, my gr-gr-gr-gr grandparents and many of their children.
It was an emotional moment for me. Standing on the land that had been “our families” home since after the Revolutionary War. I felt connected, I felt love, I felt accomplishment, and I felt tearful when I thought of how proud my father would have been of me.
So off we go this weekend, with weed eaters and a camera. (Don’t think my Big Boy knows quite what’s ahead…of course, the weed eater is HIS job!) We go to clean up what has long been untouched, forgotten, in disrepair. And we begin a project of love.
Because…family is forever.