My uncle (God bless him, Korean War veteran) lived in the shadow to Mount Rodgers.
A very beautiful place. His resting site was remarkable. A military salute with Garand rifles.
My baby was too young to go to the funeral which made me sad. Hopefully we will be buried there in God’s country once we have met our maker.
Our family graves to back to the 1700’s there.
If you have the chance you must visit there.
Describing your relative being buried there in the mountains reminds me of something in Colorado. My son and I were camping in Colorado north of Dillon. My son was doing typical boy stuff a few minutes from camp and ran in to take me to something he came across. On a ridge line with gnarly bristlecone pines, there was an old headstone that a bristlcone pine had partially grown around. Been there a long time. On the headstone was something along the line of “Here lies old Jake. He loved these mountains and we planted him here.”