The rural roads of western Vermont offer a unique look at the culture of the area. Taking the roads less traveled allowed me to get to my hotel for the night by traveling through several communities, where I could see many signs for items for sale. Many farms offered fruits and a variety of vegetables, along with firewood, eggs, livestock, and of course, maple syrup.
Along the way, I made a quick U-turn to visit an old roadside cemetery called Case Street. I wondered if some of those old markers might have something to say to me.
I quickly found the two Revolutionary soldiers who are buried beneath the soil at the cemetery, as well as Civil War veterans, spouses, and others. Some of the aged stones are hard to read, and others are busted into pieces, but metal markers also point out those who served in the military during some vitally important times in our history.
Stopping at Case Street was a highlight of a day of travel. My time at the cemetery was reverent and peacefully appropriate on a journey where I would soon be focused on an 18th century war and a 20th century war that were anything but reverent and peaceful.