Captain John Linton lived during one of the most dangerous and exciting times of our country. He was first a lieutenant, then a captain of the Loudoun County Virginia Militia during the Revolutionary War. Evidently he was a hearty individual, moving to Washington County, Kentucky, in 1818. Why did he make such a move so late in life? Perhaps it was the thought of new lands – less population to crowd around. Perhaps it was just the adventure. We’ll never know for sure.
Just before he died he stepped off a bit of land for a family plot. That is where he and several others are buried. About one hundred years later a family member put a fence around the cemetery – by that time it was no longer Linton land. Now the cemetery is totally abandoned. The stones are still there – becoming harder to read as each year goes by. During the summer the grasses grow taller than a man, hiding the cemetery from view. If you didn’t know it was there you would think it a big clump of grass and trees.
I visit every chance I get. My progression of pictures of the stones show their deterioration year by year. Perhaps one day the writing on the stones will become illegible. Most importantly I don’t want the memory of the Captain to fade away.