Last week was a busy time. There were two funerals and visits to the cemetary. Then there were several burials from the winter. I talked to some of the funeral directors and their staff and it is a very unusual time for them as they have burials backed up through out the summer. It is a part of life up here in the north country that winter is great disrupter. It may seem peaceful and beautiful when things are nestled beneath a blanket of snow, but winter is the disrupter. Anyway as I was coming back from one burial way out in the country I saw an obelisk across the road and drove over to check it out. There was a small plot of fenced in grass and a few graves back in the corner of the lot but there was no identifier except this sign. Very simple. “German Lutheran Cemetary”. There is no identifier of a church that might have been there. There is something somber about a cemetery that seems to be disconnected from a church or from what was a church ground at one time. Usually there is some marking that a burial ground was a part of a worshipping community at one time. There is a fascinating story behind many of these places but sadly we have no way of knowing what they are.
