The Journey - Part Two

Picking up the journey story from last week, my brother found the Robuck family cemetery. It was on private property, so we asked the neighbors if they knew anything about it. They were familiar with the property, its owner, and confirmed that it was indeed Robuck Cemetery.

The neighbor unlocked the gate for us. We could have driven up to it, but the walk was much better.

At the wood gate we carefully wrangled it open. I had never been in a private cemetery, and it felt like being in a movie.

The Journey - Part One

Two years ago, my brother Doug, my mom and I embarked on a journey that struck the core of my soul. It only lasted a few days, but the impact still lives fresh.

We were on a treasure hunt for the story of our Choctaw ancestors. My mom began the journey some fifteen years ago, and my brother and I have now joined her.