Rockbridge Cemetery is located in rural Washington County, Kentucky, in the northern part of the county. Take Highway 555 south from the Bluegrass Parkway and turn left onto Highway 1796, following the curves and enjoying the beautiful scenery. Take a right onto Highway 1796, and it’s not very far down the road on the right. It’s just a little country church with the cemetery to the side and back of the church. I will have a CD of gravestone photographs available for this cemetery in a few months. Some of the families buried here are Cheatham, Coulter, Hardin, Keeling, Lewis, Pinkston, Shields and White – among others.
A few stones are located near the fence – and have an overhanging of trees and greenery as a backdrop.
Several are flat on the ground – and this is a fairly new stone.
There are many infants buried here – each with their tiny stone.
William Scruggs appeared to be the oldest person buried in the cemetery. He was born in 1782 in Virginia. This is a new stone – his old stone is propped beside it.
This one was partially buried.
This stone was leaning on what I suppose to be its foundation.
A few stones are broken in half – fortunately both halves are together here!
This stone was laid on top of this foundation – I don’t think they go together.
Another stone broken and propped on its foundation.
This stone – and quite a few others – are practically unreadable. Normally when I download the photos and zoom in I can read the names and dates – not this one. We will go back take a closer look and hopefully can get the information.
Elisha White is the great-grandson of Samuel Riley White (who is one of my ancestors).
This gentleman was a mason.
The temperature was 92 degrees, it was mid-afternoon, and 90% of the cemetery was in the sun. We took photos of about half the stones. My husband snapped this of me having an ice tea break!
It is so important that we keep up with our ancestors final resting places. Stones crumble and decay. They can be knocked over or fall over. Moss, lichens and erosion make the names and dates difficult to read. Just a little time spent at the cemetery can make a big difference. I call it “communing” with our ancestors. Perhaps you’ll learn a little bit about them – and a lot about yourself!