Sunshine and Cemeteries

I have always loved cemeteries. While that may sound creepy considering the endless dead people right under my feet... To me, cemeteries are full of life. There is a peaceful serenity about walking through one. Each person laid to rest once walked the earth. They each once had a life. They each once had families and loved ones. They each had jobs and interests, hopes and dreams. They knew a time we don't - they knew our country before we ever breathed our first breath. They endured hardships and celebrated life.

Maybe it's my love for history, but I feel happy and peaceful walking through cemeteries. Especially ones that have lasted over time. And today, I found one that has. It feels like walking through a museum of sorts... Names... Dates... Tidbits of their time here on earth... It's pretty amazing.

 {Marcellus N. Moorman, CAPT. Stuart's Horse Artillery, Major Braxton's Battalion. Born Mar. 3, 1835 - died May 29, 1904 and his wife, E.C. Moorman. Born 1838, died 1923}

 {More of the Moorman family}

 {Welford B. Mosele, Virginia, PFC 2 Prov Guard Co ASC, World War 1. Born Feb 8, 1886, died March 18, 1953}

 {The oldest "person" we found. John Marshall Warwick, born March 16, 1799, died September 6, 1878}

 {MAJ Stephen Peters Halsey, Confederate States Army. Born Nov 13, 1843, died Mar 1, 1939}

{His beloved wife, Rebecca E. Holmes. Born June 18, 1849, died March 3, 1924}

{I loved this one. CAPT Don Peters Halsey, C.S.A. Born Sept 15, 1836, died Jan 1, 1883. What I loved most: Soldier-Scholar-Lawyer-Christian-"Cast all your cares on God - that anchor holds"}

 {Edward A. Born Feb'y 1st 1843, died Nov'r 18th 1874. Blessed are the pure of heart; for they shall see God"}

 {Our Little Boy - William Nathaniel}

{My father, W. N. Stratton. CO - 2nd VA CAV C.S.A., Killed at Battle of the Wilderness. May 5, 1864. Aged 32 years}

{In Memory of Wm Abner Stuart...Born July 25th 1843. Killed near Port Royal by boat guns, Dec'r 5th, 1862}

 {My husband saw this and was drawn to the Engineer insignia to the left, as well as the nursing corps to the right. My wild imagination decided he served in WWII and was wounded in combat and she was his nurse and cared for him, they fell in love and are together forever! Maybe...who knows?}

 {The Davis Family}

 {A close up ~ John T. Davis, Born November 20, 1808, died December 12, 1888. His wife, Margaret Preston Davis, Born November 6m 1807, died July 16, 1853. Their son, Thomas Bowker Davis, Lieut CO D 2D VA CAV. C.S.A. Wounded October 8, taken prisoner October 9, Died in Winchester, October 18, 1864. Aged 21 years, 11 months. Sad, isn't it?}

{Davis}

{I find it amusing how often I see the Confederate flag down here! Understandable at the graves of Civil War soldiers though!}

Another wonderful adventure here down south!