From
Maine to Southwest Florida and Braking for Graveyards Along the Way…
This
road trip took six days and 1900 miles with lots of stops to check out historic
landmarks and visit as many old graveyards and cemeteries as
possible.
For
years our family has been curious about the early settlements of eastern Long
Island’s North Fork. From Maine, my husband Brian and I drove to New
London, CT, and boarded the ferry to Orient Point. This saved us about
230 miles of driving. Upon arrival, we headed west along the main
road to historic Southold, settled in 1640. Although many of the earliest
grave markers have since been destroyed, there were many old stones dating back
to the mid 17th century. In Southold we found the Hanna Griffing stone, dated April 20,1699. Although many of the earliest markers have since been destroyed, there were many old stones dating back to the 17th century
We
had to pack a lot into the few hours allotted for traveling through the North
Fork and each and every time we wanted to rub a stone, it rained. Such is the
luck of the gravestone rubber! Our only
satisfaction is that since this part of Long Island affiliated itself with New
England, we found familiar carving styles attributed to the Lamson and the
Stevens families. The Esther Hallock stone (1775) is a wonderful example of a
Stevens stone and very similar to those carved by the Stevens family found in
Newport, Rhode Island.
If
it had been a beautiful sunny day, we would not have had the time to stop and
visit the wonderful people at the Southold Historical Society. Southold has a
popular educational program for children utilizing rubbing gravestones to learn
about life in the past. It’s always a pleasure to meet face to face with
customers who entertain such important educational programs and use our rubbing
supplies.
Our
destination the next day was Fredericksburg, VA, often referred to as
American’s most historic city. It was a gorgeous day and with a few hours of
daylight remaining, we set out to explore the Civil War battle sites and
historic graveyards. Fredericksburg was the target of the Union Army’s 1862
winter offensive. We spent part of the afternoon at the visitors’ center and
walking the lovingly maintained trails including the curious sunken road at the
Fredericksburg and Spotsylvania County Battlefields Memorial.
The
Visitor Center, Fredericksburg War Memorial
Some
of the bloodiest battles of the Civil War with thousands of casualties occurred
in this area of Virginia between 1862 and 1864 as General Ulysses S. Grant
marched his troops towards Richmond, VA.
In
Fredericksburg, we were able to walk around the Fredericksburg City Cemetery
adjoining the Confederate Cemetery. There are monuments and markers for
hundreds of Confederate soldiers, outstanding civic leaders, educators,
businessmen and citizens. All of these former citizens of Fredericksburg are
buried amid the beautiful southern magnolias, mature trees, lush green lawns
and beautifully maintained stones. Apparently, it wasn’t always that way
until in 1925 the formation of the City Cemetery Company Auxiliary was formed
to revitalize the cemetery and preserve and honor the memories of those whose
lives enriched Fredericksburg.
Confederate
grave markers at the Confederate Cemetery in Fredericksburg, VA.
The
Fredericksburg City Cemetery
The
Masonic Cemetery, Fredericksburg, VA.
As
we drove to Richmond, VA, the next morning I couldn’t helping thinking about
General Grant marching his troops to Richmond during the Civil War; the city
ravaged and so many Confederate and Union soldiers losing their
lives. My melancholic thoughts were enhanced as we drove through
the “Shockoe Bottom” district of Richmond to the Edgar Allan Poe Museum and
shrine.
What
could be better than visiting the museum just a few days before
Halloween?
The
museum is the oldest building within the city limits of Richmond and was
constructed in 1740. The Poe shrine (part of the enchanted museum
garden) was unveiled officially on the centennial of Poe’s birth, January 19,
1909. The history of the museum, the Poe shrine and all the artifacts
on display, including the contents of Poe’s trunk, believed to contain all his
possessions at the time of his death, are truly fascinating. For
more information, go to the Edgar Allan Poe Museum site.
The
Poe Shrine (Note the “Tell-Tale Heart”
Halloween decoration)
A
view of the Poe shrine from the Enchanted Garden, decorated for Halloween.
Enchanted
garden door leading to the Poe Memorial.
Memorial
to Edgar Allan Poe presenters by New York actors.
We
had time to visit a very small section of Richmond and I look forward to
returning and spending more time in the other historic districts of Richmond
and perhaps rubbing the plaques on the monuments of Stonewall Jackson,
Jefferson Davis and Robert E. Lee. Again, so much history, so little
time.
However,
St. John’s Churchyard, established in 1741, one of Richmond’s oldest cemeteries
was our next “must” stop and still in the “Shockoe Bottom”
district.This is the cemetery where Poe’s impoverished actress
mother died when we was two years old. Elizabeth Arnold Poe was
buried in an unmarked grave here in 1811. In 1928, one hundred and
seventeen years after her death, The Poe Foundation, the Raven Society, and the
Actors’ Equity erected a monument on the approximate location of her previously
unmarked grave. The bronze medallion incorporates a portrait of
Elizabeth holding an urn from which a raven flies and the statement, “The Birth
of Genius.”
Elizabeth
Arnold Poe’s Memorial
The
church is also famous for being the site of the 2nd and 3rd Virginia
Conventions including the one in which Patrick Henry stated,…”Give me liberty
or give me death!” On the other hand, Benedict Arnold quartered his
troops at the church. We found the table monument for Edward
Carrington who was a famous Virginia statesman and politician. We
couldn’t resist rubbing his plaque...
The
plaque to Edward Carrington and a rubbing of the plaque.
We were limited to visiting only part of the
graveyard because a crew of workmen were pruning and removing large tree
limbs. Again, such is the luck of a gravestone rubber.
Back
on the road – next stop Asheville, North Carolina, and the beautiful Blue Ridge
Mountains and Smokey Park Highway. Along one of the
Smoky Mountain Parkways
Another
fabulous view
We
have to return to Asheville, one of America’s great cities and dubbed the Paris
of the South. Such a vibrant city and so easy to get caught up in the Halloween
mood, including an Asheville Human Society’s Adoption benefit dog and cat
event. Again,there just wasn’t enough time to do everything, see
everything, rub anything and visit Thomas Wolfe’s boyhood home. The Great American author was born in Asheville in 1900 and died at
the age of 38.His gravestone has a quote from his novel, “Look Homeward Angel”
and reads,“The Last Voyage, The Longest,The Best” Guess we’ll
have to get back to Asheville as well as the North Fork of Long Island, Fredericksburg,
and Richmond and plan to pick up where we left off in each city.
The
last leg of our journey was non-stop to Port Charlotte,FL.There’s lots
of history to record here and we’re well stocked with rubbing paper and wax to
record as much as possible while we’re here enjoying the warm Florida sun.
We
would be glad to share your comments or suggestions regarding places to
visit. We have a return trip to look forward to some time soon so
any insider information where rubbing is a must would be much appreciated.
Happy Rubbing and Cheerio,
Paulette
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