Wyoming '99: Monday
When the folks from Sherman moved down to Laramie, they brought most of their cemetery with them. They left behind a few people who had died of scarlet fever--nobody wanted to reopen the graves.
Frontier life was difficult--the railroad was dangerous; there were Indians and outlaws around; the harsh winters alone were deadly. So even if the cemetery was in service for only 13 years, it stayed busy.
Here you see remnants of what looks like an old family lot. Stones line the front and back of the lot; the two bushes mark the right side. There's room for a few graves here. On the right edge of the picture, a few yards away, you can see a gravestone still standing for someone who died as an infant. The kids were impressed by the sadness of how many babies died up here.
Back to the living. This was our only day with Pam and Joe and Scout--it was lots of fun to have them along! Click on the picture to see it bigger (and wider).