Years ago while leisurely driving East we came across an old cemetary in western Virginia, perhaps near Lexington. In it were the graves of many Confederate officers. Unlike many old cemetaries, someone had carefully tended the graves, and recently placed small Confederate flags by each one. At the time I thought, what an act of devotion and honor. How easy it would be for evil persons to destroy that cemetary, tipping over the tombstones of honorable men. And I am the great great grandson of two northern soldiers.
I worry too about the markers and monuments at all the battlefields I have visited. Many are in isolated places, where actions happened, and cannot be guarded very well.
Then there are the historical markers along our highways.
