Her gravesite photo was hidden behind a sea of bluebonnets. Oh, to have met her long ago. She was born on Christmas Day and died before a new year began. She was only 22. She loved horses. She married a rancher and had one child. She did not ride sidesaddle. Oh, the sights she must…
Read MoreIn a Llano Estacado cemetery, a lone tombstone remains hauntingly untouched by time and from the elements of nature and man. It’s rare when you come across a perfectly decades old intact tombstone and photo ceramic gravestone marker in this region. Often the photos are damaged by high winds carrying sand and dirt or…
Read MoreIt was misting the day I walked this hillside cemetery beholding priests’ graves at Subiaco Abbey in Subiaco, Arkansas. I was searching for one grave in particular Father Conrad Herda’s grave. Herda was the priest who built the cemetery and is one of the priests I have been researching for the Holy Family Church in…
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Forgotten Winds 