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Thursday, June 12, 2008

A Glimpse of the Old South

Three historic log cabins were saved by being disassembled, moved and reassembled on Ed and Barbara's land.

We left early yesterday to drive to Danbury, an historic town of just 108 near the Dan River where we would attend the funeral of Ed, the brother of our dear sister-in-law. Ed was a man very interested in history and salvaging bits of it through his collections. He and his wife Barbara saved three of the area's log cabins which now rest safely on their property. One has become a wonderful guest cottage, one is a kitchen cabin and the other remains in its original state.

Graveside services were held in the family plot of the small cemetery established in 1856. My husband and I were struck by the large number of family members buried there and their long history in the community. Enclosed by a beautiful wrought-iron fence, the family graves are marked by identical stones. It is a dignified and honored place.

Graves of Ed's family are within the beautiful iron fence.

Graves in this section are marked by small stones no taller than 10".

Just feet from Ed's family plot lie many tiny grave stones. I was told these are the graves of Danbury's black citizens. It is clear that this community, in its cemetery which predates the Civil War, wanted all its people together - in life and in death. This is a noble thing and speaks volumes about early Danbury.

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