|My wife capturing the moment with me and my kids|
This past summer we took a slight detour on our way back home from vacationing on the East Coast. As if all the cemeteries we visited weren't enough, I had to visit my ancestor's gravesite near Binghamton, New York. The Colesville Cemetery to be more specific, near the Nathaniel Cole County Park, both named for my ancestor.....a Revolutionary War patriot known for his courage and tenacity under fire. Cole was born in Connecticut and after the Revolution, moved with his family and a small band of neighbors to Broome County, New York and established Cole's Hill, later Colesville, along with a tavern and inn on the market road.
I wasn't sure what to expect at the cemetery, but it wasn't that the namesake of the park and village buried there, in the middle of it all, would have a broken and nearly illegible gravestone. Fortunately there was some contact information on a brochure at the cemetery-which was well-kept-no complaints there. When I returned home I sent an email asking about how I could participate in repairing his stone. I never heard anything until about a week ago when I was contacted by a headstone preservation specialist. I didn't know such a thing existed. I asked "can you make a living at it?" He assured me he could, and does.....a young fellow with a passion for preservation. Reminded me of me, and not just because we shared the same uncommon first name.
|This might have been my wife making fun of me|