The Graveyard Getaway
From Troutwine, we headed to Lynchburg to try to locate the former home of Mary Shaper Dudley. We checked out the address on Broadway where she lived at the time of the 1930 census. My mom didn't think it was the right house, but then she hadn't yet been born in 1930.
I was excited to visit the old section of the cemetery, where I recognized the names of the brave people who operated the Underground Railroad in Sardinia, including Matthew and Paul Reed Kincaid, brothers of my third great-grandfather, Samuel Kincaid.
We then travelled a little further to the Warner Cemetery. Of course, my family doesn't recognize it by that name. We call it "that cemetery where the car got stuck in the ditch when we were kids." This old cemetery doesn't have a lane through it, so you park just off the road and keep your fingers crossed. My second great-grandparents Santford and Sarah Steward Ogden, great-grandparents James and Rosa Ogden Davis and uncle Nelson Davis are buried there.
After lunch, we headed southeast toward the Wardlow Cemetery. Buried here are my fourth great-grandfather Samuel Wardlaw, my third great-grandparents Levi and Abby Hall Wardlow, my second great-grandparents John R. and Lulu Dunn Wardlow, my great-grandparents Hite and Elma Wardlow Ballein, and my grandparents James Quincy and Esther Ballein Davis. I took pictures of all of the stones in this cemetery. When my mom came up with the title of this blog, Leaves and Branches, I immediately thought of the big, old tree in this cemetery. I took several pictures of it and will replace the picture of some random tree I have been using on the blog with our Wardlow "family tree."