This is the building that Staci and I saw at the top of the hill in Winfield, Kansas.
It is a very solid and striking building that overlooks the highway. As it turns out, it is a mausoleum at a cemetery. The detailing is stunning.
Just look at these beautiful copper doors.
As strange as it sounds, it was very peaceful and beautiful. Staci and I walked among the headstones reading them. It occurred to me that in reality, all of these markers were once people who existed much like us.
We all have a finite amount of time on this Earth. It is up to us to make it matter and to leave this place better than when we were here.
This is a view from the front of the front of the building. Unfortunately the camera could not capture how truly beautiful it was and the fact that it is overlooking the highway which is a couple hundred feet down a hill and across a river.
While we were there, we saw several headstones that just had a soldier's name, a state name, and their rank. No other info such as when the men were born or died. I was telling another friend about this and she said these were soldiers that died there and all the information they had about them was what was on the headstone. Most of them were from other states if this is correct. My thoughts were that these men's families never knew what became of them after they left. That makes me a little sad. They were all from the 1800's. I said a prayer for them. Can you imagine how hard that would be?