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By WAYNE F. BALDWIN

Rappahannock N*w« Contributing Writer

Charley and Florine Baldwin, Mrs. Sally Keyser, Dorothy Kelley Me Waters and Wayne Baldwin hiked to the old George Washington Beahm cemetery on Sunday, April 14th.

I had been her about twenty years ago but had wanted for sometime to go back and photograph the cemetery and remains of the old house. Upon my telling, my intentions, the other folks voiced their desires to go along.

I picked Dorothy up in Culpeper, drove to Slate Mills and got my Mom and Dad and met with Sally Keyser at 10:30 a.m. at the bottom of Pickerel Ridge Road.

We drove up the mountain and first went to the Albee estate. This place was formerly owned by Romie B. Pullen, my great-grandfather and my Mom’s grandfather. We visited the family cemetery her, then proceeded back down the mountain to where the old road to the Beahm place intersects the new road. This old road, also went to the homes of Jim Poley Atkins, Clarence Pullen’s, formerly Houghton’s, and Oscar Baldwin’s (my Dad’s homeplace).

My grandfather, Oscar, was one of the many whose property was condemned by the government for the making of Shenandoah National Park. Dad said they left the mountain in 1937. It was 1935 or 1936 the last time he’d been to the Beahm place, and that was to get the cows. Now, sixty years later, things had changed. He was older, the land looked different and as he said, “I didn’t think it

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