Middle Tennessee Veterans Cemetery is near Penuel Ridge. I've driven past it many times and never stopped. Today, it was my intended destination.
The sterile precise placement of headstones, their uniform shape, size and color were no different for a private than for a general. Set along the Harpeth, the gentle rolling hills of the cemetery stretched out before me a river of fallen soldiers.
Many families marked the day with artificial red, white and blue flowers, others stood vigil over graves, heads bent low. Waves of intense emotion rolled across the hills and welled up in me.
A blanket of straw and toppled flowers mark fresh grief, a burial from two days ago.