We spent part of Memorial Day weekend in a cabin with friends. It was full of fun and laughter. But DD wanted a coke and I wanted to go along and see what there was to see up in the Priest River area, so I grabbed my camera and went along to the little store down the road...
Great little store in the middle of nowhere. There's even the cutest little restaurant in there too!
Here's what it looks like in North Idaho.
And it looks like this too...
We spotted this fancy sign for a cemetery along the way and since it was just the two of us...we could do "boring grown-up stuff." Someday they will do it too...in the meantime...we do what we like, stopping at everything along the way and check it out!
Don't ask me how to pronounce this name. It was a mouthful! It was established in 1890...so for this part of Idaho...it's pretty old.
For its age and remoteness, it sure was well taken care of! We were very impressed.
I don't know who the Hester's are, but Harold was a logger and well...Helen...I know where you will end up someday. I wonder if they gave all their kids names that started with H as well? Isn't this an amazing gravestone?
This was the back side of one of the military markers. We weren't sure what the letters in the star stood for. But it was one of the oldest markers in the cemetery, but it looks like family or friends still remember this person even after 100 years!
This is the front of the above gravestone.
Here's another old military one. No date...but obviously old.
Old stones and new too. I loved the inscription on this stone. I can think of a few ladies that this could describe...bet she was a fun grandma!
Grant didn't make it back from World War II.
These are the sad ones...the babies. Little Sammy only lived two weeks back in 1899. He was one of the first residents of the cemetery. The broken little angel next to the stone looked so mournful. It really reflects the sadness that James and Bertha must have felt. I hope they had more children to take lessen their pain!
This one was incredibly sad...the family lost three children in 1902! 14 year old Frank, 4 year old Effie, and almost 1 year old Jennie.
We would love to know more of the stories from that time. There was obviously a bad illness that went around in 1920. There were lots of people who died that year. I'm sure they had more deaths that year, just in this cemetery than all the people who died from the swine flu this past winter!
As we left, we saw this sign on the way out. It was so incredibly cool...I wanted to jump out and close the darn gate myself!