Yesterday was a very lovely day,so I walked down to the little church at the end of our road which is 3/4 of a mile from our farm. This little church is full of history… let me show you this unique church.
And there are quite a few babies lain to rest … this always tugs at the heart as I stand there looking down at these little graves..there were several of the wealthy that loss little ones.
And of the less wealthy.. these were just a slab of cement with writing laying above the grave.
The second grave where you see the stone broken,was probably done when Sherman was going though on his March from Atlanta to Savannah.
Undated grave,and a young lady’s
Now for the church…
I posted a article from on line for more information if you care to read.