I spent the last few days planning my online College American History classes and racking my brain trying to figure out enrichment activities for the 12 students in my regular American History class so I decided I needed an outting. I packed myself a lunch and grabbed some cookie treats for Izzy and the two of us headed out in the truck to go to the tip of Hamilton County, NE.
We made it! Down at the arrow sign, the right side is Polk County, the left side is private property. We went to the corner and turned around to head home. This was a fun little adventure and gave me the inspiration for an enrichment activity for my students. I am going to challenge my students to find a place in Hamilton County that they have never been to and document their trip. Maybe we can all learn something about where we live.
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.
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.
I wanted to mark my upcoming 50th birthday in a special way. After thinking about this for a long time I am putting my plan into action. I am going to go on 50 adventures over the next 2 years to celebrate my 50th birthday. I am inviting family and friends to join me on any or all of the adventures. Some are going to be big, some will be small, but all will be fun.