Whenever I go searching for a particular grave-site in a cemetery, there is always that lingering doubt I'll not be able to locate it. I've failed a few times in the past.
This cemetery was huge with multiple roads going this way and that, up and down hills.
But I guess enough people come to see Daniel Boone's grave for they've set up little signs with arrows leading you along the way. You just have to look carefully for them, and finally you have arrived.
This made me think I was at their home. The only thing missing was the mailbox.
The Boone's have a nice view of Kentucky's capitol along the Kentucky River.
Frankfort is the fifth smallest capitol city in the U.S., just in case you wanted to know.
Maybe you can impress your friends with this little tid-bit of knowledge.
It was kind of a dismal day, ideal for visiting a cemetery.
The Boone's besides having the great view
had a nice resting place in that no one else was buried close to them.
The four sides of the monument depicted important chapters in Daniel Boone's life.
Here he has just killed a deer.
Now he is about to kill a Indian while standing on one he just did in.
I'm not sure what he is talking to this man about, but it must have been important.
Maybe about killing Indians.
Here Daniel Boone has got himself a wife to milk the cow for him.
Now he's free to kill more Indians.
And that is Daniel and Rebecca Boone's grave.
Walking back to the Little House on the Highway I saw this. First thing I thought of was how small that tree must have been in 1933 and just what it had done in 81 years.
The next thing I thought of was, What has it done to the coffins underneath?