Upstate New York is one of the prettiest places on the planet and the Finger Lakes region is right in the heart of it. While the glacial magnificence of the lakes and ravines, gorges and waterfalls are the main attractions, tucked away in Bath, NY near the South end of Keuka Lake is the Bath National Cemetery. This is a very special place and everyone visiting the region ought to put this destination on their list of things to do.

My work takes me all over New York State so I am fortunate to stumble upon interesting places in my travels. The first time I visited this place, I was taken by the sense of going back in time. The quaint and austere brick buildings that make up the Veterans Administration campus adjacent to the cemetery are actually the original buildings that comprised a veteran’s hospital and small support community dating back to 1877. Little has changed and the government does a nice job of maintaining the property mostly in its original manner.
On my first visit, as I came into view of the grave sites, it took my breath away in seeing the thousands of white, wind-burnished headstones, arrayed like the good soldiers they were, in orderly rows and columns stretching far across the rolling landscape. After I had stopped the car to get out and take a look around, I could hear the sound of a lawn tractor and saw a man mowing and making his way in my direction. As I had finished taking a few photos, the man pulled up along side of me and turned off his tractor and asked me if I had any questions.
For the next 10 minutes or so, this maintenance man took the time to explain to me the significant of this place. He told me that over 13,000 souls are interred here, including five Medal of Honor recipients, the highest honor the country bestows to a member of the armed services. This gentleman told me about the history and the tradition of this landscape. He was as proud of this cemetery as the father of a newborn and was outwardly emotional in explaining the significance of this patch of earth and his patriotic spirit in caring for it so thoughtfully and carefully was pride and enthusiasm he could not hide.
This man was hired to maintain the physical premises of this 28 acre cemetery, to cut the grass, rake the leaves and plow the snow. He was however, also something so much more. He was the absolute highlight of my visit because he instilled in me the spirit of that place; the sense of pride, of awe, of honor that he shared was such a jolt of inspiration. This man knew as much or more than what one would expect from someone trained and hired as a tour guide, but he wasn’t that, he was a maintenance man that took it upon himself to share with me the history, the significance the immortality of this hallowed and sacred ground that is the final resting place of the finest examples of the soldiers and sailors that define and defend the United State of America.
This solitary maintenance man could not have made me feel stronger about being an American and his example bolsters my faith in what I see as our future. I want to publicly thank him for his service and for his patriotism and for giving me the hope that there are more like him out there that I just haven’t met. yet.
