The United States proclaimed its independent nationhood on this day 242 years ago. The new nation went to war with Britain to make good on its revolutionary proclamation, and at least a couple of veterans of that war are buried in the pioneer cemetery at Mount Tabor Church in Champaign County, Ohio. Also in this churchyard are the graves of Civil War soldiers, as well as veterans of the War of 1812 and both World Wars.
Soldiers of the American Revolution who found their final resting places in Ohio (Photo by T.S. Bremer, 2018)
Abel Armstrong, “Soldier of the Revolution,” served in Pvt. McGuire’s Co., Grayson’s Second Virginia Regiment, the Virginia Continental Line; he died in 1837, “in his 81. year” (Photo by T.S. Bremer, 2018)
Ohio soldiers of the Civil War who now rest on a picturesque ridge overlooking the Ohio farmland (Photo by T.S. Bremer, 2018)
Civil War veteran Pvt. Elisha Seaman earned a Medal of Honor at the Battle of Chancellorsville, Virginia; he died in 1919 at age 81 (Photo by T.S. Bremer, 2018)
Grave of Civil War soldier Simeon L. Russell, who died in 1878 (Photo by T.S. Bremer, 2018)
No fireworks, no solemn speeches or patriotic parades greet their memory on this holiday. Only miles of corn and beans and sky, and a few birds to sing the former soldiers into eternity. ♨
Those who made the effort to witness sunrise from Mt. Cadillac in Acadia National Park in the 1960s could become certified members of the “Sunrise-From-Mount-Cadillac Club.”
The inequities of our investment in food stability seem distant from the calm Ohio landscape. For now all is well on the farm, where at least a few hardworking Americans have earned their good lives.
Acadia National Park has become infested with an epidemic of automobiles, but many visitors escape the traffic on the refurbished carriage roads where they can enjoy the park by equine-powered carriages, on foot or bicycle.
It seems fitting on Labor Day to celebrate the wisdom, commitment, and courage of Mother Jones where she chose to be buried beside immigrant mine workers killed in the struggle for labor rights.
Deer in the city are not so rare. Nor are coyotes, rabbits, squirrels, even the occasional fox. But wildness, even in its most positive romantic conceptions, usually ends up being about us.
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