After Dan and I left the cemetery in Greenville Recreation Area, we headed straight to another cemetery.
Well, it wasn’t exactly straight there. We actually went to Cross City RV Park which we happened upon on our way home last year from Gulf State Park.
Cross City RV Park is located in Corinth, Mississippi. After talking with Jim, the owner, last year, we decided the next time we came through, we would spend a few days in Corinth exploring some of the local attractions and history.
And then, during the past year, while researching a post about my dad, I discovered that my uncle (my dad’s brother) was buried in the Corinth National Cemetery. I wasn’t aware of this previously as my dad and his brother were from Michigan. Uncle Harold spent winters in Mississippi – which is how his final destination ended up being in Corinth.
The Corinth National Cemetery is a ten minute drive from Cross City RV Park. Although it is a national cemetery, it is surprisingly small. The cemetery is surrounded by a brick wall. I used the grave locator before our trip and easily found my uncle’s grave. I stood there, paid my respects, and said a silent prayer of thanksgiving for having known him.
Besides the iron gates at the entrance and surrounding brick wall, there was a bronze plaque with the Gettysburg Address. It seemed very appropriate for this southern cemetery.
I also saw an informational display. There I read how our national cemetery system was created as a result of the civil war. I did not know this.
According to the plaque, “The U.S. government struggled with the urgent but unplanned need to bury fallen Union troops…..The authority to create military burial grounds came in an Omnibus Act of July 17, 1862. ….At first only soldiers and sailors who died during the Civil War were buried in national cemeteries. …In 1873, eligibility was expanded…..”
While the circumstances surrounding the creation of our national cemetery system are very sad, I was glad to have learned something new. As my friend Bill at On the Road of Retirement has often said, “Any day I learn something new is a good day.”
As a side note, Bill’s charming blog chronicles his travels and life with his lovely wife, Barb, and his cute little doggy, Proton. Check it out, but only if you like to smile. I’d also say Bill’s blog is life affirming, which is probably a good thing to include in a post about a cemetery.
There was something else very notable about our visit as well. Dan and I saw at least six very large trees felled. One was blocking an entire street at the entrance. Fortunately, the entrance is a circle drive, so we went the opposite way.
Back at Cross City RV Park, we asked Jim about the fallen trees. One week, to the day, before our arrival, the area had straight wind gusts of up to 80 miles per hour. Not only had the trees toppled, but some homes and businesses had damage to their roofs. I asked how the campers fared in his RV park. Fortunately, everyone did okay. I said a second prayer of thanksgiving – for Jim and the campers, but also for Dan and myself.
At this point, I’m ready to stay out of cemeteries for a while.
So, where are we going next? Well, you might say we’re headed for greener pastures.