Lunch with fellow Creekers!
Blue Eye, MO |
After lunch Ann Marie and I went into Branson. She went to the Quilt Shop, I went in to the Coleman store. While I was checking out, the cashier said he was ready for lunch, and I told him I just had a great burger. He asked me where and I told him in Blue Eye, and he said “no way, I live right down the street from there and go there often”. Then he proceeded to tell me a story, that in 1936, his grandfather Ken Webb, who owned a saw mill, accidentally cut his arm off, and it (his arm) is buried in the cemetery there in Blue Eye. His Grandfather died sometime later and somewhere else (I cant remember) and was buried in a different city. He and his kids go to the cemetery once a year and repaint the stone……
http://missourigravestones.org/v iew.php?id=764753
Ya know, ya just cant make this stuff up. There are so many stories out there, and we are truly blessed to be able to travel this great country of ours.
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