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By WAYNE F. BALDWIN
Rappahannock Newt Contributing Writer
We’ve been stomping around in the Blue Ridge for a few years now looking for ancestral homesites and graveyards. We’ve consulted with older citizens of Rappahannock who have known the area better than any of us and who were either resident there at sometime or were bom there. Magdalene Bowen Dwyer, Nellie Atkins and Ethel Atkins Tyner, Alson Atkins and Ida Dwyer Cornell were all natives of the area now contained in Shenandoah National Park.
Our climb up the mountain was slow. The chill of the morning was revealing itself in our exhaled breaths of frost and deep pink cheeks. We reached Kibbins Hill in due time. Here at the Cross Roads (Pass Mountain Trail at its interesction with Butterwood Branch Trail) I had stumbled upon an old cemetery years ago. Today, Oct. 23, we revisited. I was told in 1977 by Mrs. Janie Beahm, who was present here at the funeral of Pendleton Pullen in 1910, that the Sherriff was on hand that day to prevent old Pen’s children from fighting. After the funeral things must have gotten pretty “hot,” as old Aunt Isabell was standing in the doorway of the house, with raised fist, she shouted (presumably to her siblings) “I’m gonna stay right here until every single rots offi”
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