Understanding how massive Spring Grove truly is, is probably best seen on a bumpy tram on a warm Summer night. Again, great to explore and learn more about the cemetery. As we approached the Northern sections, the beauty and romance seemed forgotten among these newly set monuments. Meaning no disrespect, I was dissapointed with the blocks upon blocks that mimicked each other in their weight and stature, as if keeping up with the Jones' that possesed little personality. With every bend in the road there was a new landscape to take in, with familiar icons and structures, but always set apart in someway. I did manage to get spooked when we descended around the lake my the monument to the fighting brothers near the circle of graves.
One of the best parts.....
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