Adventure 4/50

I definately thought I would have more adventures posted by now but life got a little busier than I planned. I am still working on reaching my goal and hopefully in a few months things will be less restrictive and travel more reasonable. The restrictions of the Covid-19 Pandemic has forced me to think on a smaller scale for my adventures, so Adventure #4 has a more personal connection to me than an exotic location.

My sister, Barb, had a rare day off so I talked her into going with me to Siloa Cemetery. Izzy and I picked her up and went to find a little, corner of a field, cememtery in Hamilton County where our great-grandmother is buried.

Izzy is a little camera shy.

I have been to Siloa Cemetery before eventhough it has been many years since I have been there and I thought I knew the general direction so we didn't bother to check Google Maps, this was an adventure after all. We headed west to the Murphy road and then turned north thinking it was two miles off the highway. I drove up and down the gravel roads looking for it and finding out where people we know live. Izzy was getting antsy so after awhile I broke down and checked Google Maps to find the cememtery. I was surprised the little cemetery showed up on the map. We were 1 mile away, we just hadn't gone far enough north; it is on the corner of 16th & M roads.

When I pulled into the drive Izzy couldn't get out of the truck fast enough. She wanted to check things out righ away. Izzy loved running around the cemetery while Barb and I checked out the headstones.

My great-grandmother Alma Gustafson died in 1918 because of the Spanish flu. My grandmother, J. Marie, and her twin sister, Mildred, were 5 years old when she died. 

I am thankful that the Covenant Church in Aurora and the Siloa Cemetery Board take good care of this little piece of my family's history.