We stopped in at the Little Bighorn Battlefield on our way into Billings. It was wet and cold that day, and kept changing back and forth between rain and snow depending on which sides of the hills and mountains we were on.
We watched the brief film inside about the Battle at Little Bighorn and then when the weather let up enough, we went out and walked a bit of the path to see the headstones laid where the soldiers had fallen that day, and as we crested the hill not to far from where Custer and his men made their Last Stand, found this monument. Many years after the battle, a group of men came back to the battlefield and dug up the fallen soldiers from their then shallow graves and buried them at a respectable 6 feet deep and then erected the monument listing their names above their new mass grave. All four sides have manes engraved on them.
I am looking forward to making another trip out here in much kinder weather. Though there will be little wonder to see the green grass at the base in the Spring or Fall.
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Thanks, I’m glad that I manage to come across as myself- eclectic tastes and all. I’m also glad that your enjoying reading my ramblings and tryings!