Sgt. Silverman
Active member
Went to the homestead this morning and a light snow began to fall. It was very peaceful. Funny how things can change on a dime though.
I've only used my EX2 once (I bought it used) so today I figured I'd give it a whirl. I had to call Mike the last time I was out there because it was acting erratic. Well, nothing changed today. I think it needs to be looked at by Minelab. I brought the AT Gold and instead of breaking it out, I loaded the EX2 in the car and decided to explore the property. Over 200 acres, there's a lot of ground to cover!
The owner had told me of an old cemetery in the woods and gave me some so-so directions. I went down a deer path about an 1/8 mile from the chimney stack and went in about 100 ft from the path and finally found the family cemetery. (It was "Briar-ville" in there too.) I looked at the headstones (I have put a slide show together out on my Spot On website at the end tab with the AT Gold info) and realized that two (at least the ones that were marked) were babies. 2 months old and 1 month old. That hit home hard. Alissa and I lost Jordan 11 years ago to Trisomy 18 (she was stillborn) and although I am at peace that she is in heaven, the moment got the best of me because in times like these I can remember what it was like having to actually watch our own child being buried. I think I stayed out there at least a half hour out in the middle of nowhere in Taylorsville, NC unintentially living vicariously through these people and what life must have been like back then. It was a somber moment to say the least.
I tried to shake the attack of sadness being dispatched from the pit of hell, so I actually jogged (I have to start running again, geez) back to the car, grabbed the AT Gold and just tried to tune everything out. After about an hour I called it quits, my heart just wasn't into it. As I got in the car I kept thinking, "There's a whole family back there who's lives were just like mine, they were married had children, lost children and finally went home to the Lord themselves." It just goes to show how quickly life can go by and why we need to lead everyone that we can to Jesus and lead fruitful lives ourselves.
The headstones of the babies nagged at me all the way home. Again, I tried to push it away and by the time I got home I got on here, read some posts, commented and then played 5 games of chess with the kids before Al took them shopping. I'm rambling here sorry. I guess what I'm getting at is I haven't had a heaviness on my heart like this in a long time. So if I may, I would like to request prayers for peace and I will close. God Bless and thank you in advance for viewing the pictures and for the prayers.

The owner had told me of an old cemetery in the woods and gave me some so-so directions. I went down a deer path about an 1/8 mile from the chimney stack and went in about 100 ft from the path and finally found the family cemetery. (It was "Briar-ville" in there too.) I looked at the headstones (I have put a slide show together out on my Spot On website at the end tab with the AT Gold info) and realized that two (at least the ones that were marked) were babies. 2 months old and 1 month old. That hit home hard. Alissa and I lost Jordan 11 years ago to Trisomy 18 (she was stillborn) and although I am at peace that she is in heaven, the moment got the best of me because in times like these I can remember what it was like having to actually watch our own child being buried. I think I stayed out there at least a half hour out in the middle of nowhere in Taylorsville, NC unintentially living vicariously through these people and what life must have been like back then. It was a somber moment to say the least.
I tried to shake the attack of sadness being dispatched from the pit of hell, so I actually jogged (I have to start running again, geez) back to the car, grabbed the AT Gold and just tried to tune everything out. After about an hour I called it quits, my heart just wasn't into it. As I got in the car I kept thinking, "There's a whole family back there who's lives were just like mine, they were married had children, lost children and finally went home to the Lord themselves." It just goes to show how quickly life can go by and why we need to lead everyone that we can to Jesus and lead fruitful lives ourselves.
The headstones of the babies nagged at me all the way home. Again, I tried to push it away and by the time I got home I got on here, read some posts, commented and then played 5 games of chess with the kids before Al took them shopping. I'm rambling here sorry. I guess what I'm getting at is I haven't had a heaviness on my heart like this in a long time. So if I may, I would like to request prayers for peace and I will close. God Bless and thank you in advance for viewing the pictures and for the prayers.