I love old cemetaries and love wondering around looking at the headstones and wondering what their lives were like.  How did they live, how did they die.  Was it an epidemic?  Flu?  Some of them have children die 3 or 4 at a time days apart or on the same day.  What caused it.  Come and walk with me while I visit Logan Park Cemetary. 

   This is an old cemetary and some of the towns founding citizens are here.  What was my town like back when they lived here.   They used to call Sioux City little Chicago.  Crime, red light districts, river trade and bootlegging.  This town was suppose to be big.  Then the railroad came and river traffic died.  Sioux City settled in to being a smaller town with the usual problems.  But the people here started and lived when the town was big and alive.

 

    Some of the headstones are huge and ornate, boastfully letting everyone know how important they were in life and still in death.  Some are monuments to grief.

        

   Some were simple and heartbreakingly sad.  Why was this mother and child buried together with no name to remember them by.  What was their story?

    But rich or poor they all ended up here, side by side and in the end who remembers how much money you made......or didn't.

    We also have many of our war hero's buried here.  We had a cival war troop and there is a tribute to them along with many of their graves.

               Content I'll be when I am under neight the sod,

                If I have strengthened things within my heart

                         And made it right with God

   The picture above contests to the parents grief of the loss of their young daughter.

   What was a person worth?  The love of their family and their memories live on through those.

                      The trees nestle and protect the graves.

                                 And a crow keeps watch.