I had a few hours to burn and had recently been trying to find some information on Andrew’s Indianapolis pioneer relatives. There are a few cemeteries around town where I haven’t been able to find the best records and I think there MIGHT be a chance they’re buried there. His branch of the Sparks Family were folks who lived up on the Northwest side of Indianapolis in and around Pike Township. Just south of Pike Township is the Old Union Cemetery. I actually think it might technically be in Speedway. Anyway, I thought I would go check it out either way, Pike Township or not. I like cemeteries. So I checked it out on google maps and plotted my course.
I followed the directions. I ended up in a cul-de-sac. There was no cemetery here. There were, however, suspicious residents. I guess people don’t get lost there often.
I pulled up the map again on my phone and found another road that looked adjacent to this supposed cemetery. As I turned into the only road on that street I realized where my cemetery was. I was at Camp Dellwood, a Girl Scout Camp! The camp ate my cemetery.
I wasn’t really sure what to do. I thought about looking for someone to help me but I didn’t want to seem creepy (which could easily happen at a children’s campground) so I decided to try and call them to make an appointment or something.
I made sure to glare at everyone that I saw as to accurately reflect my disapproval. I’m not sure they cared. I’m pretty sure they didn’t.
**As a side note, there will be a lot more postings initially on this blog because I have to catch up on what has already happened.