This blog is a tribute to this grand home and all those who who have ties to Laurelwood. As the grandaughter of Jasper Hampton Campbell who purchased Laurelwood in 1908, I have many wonderful memories as a young child visiting Laurelwood. We fondly called it "The Big House". There were Easter egg hunts on the front lawn, Christmas celebrations, Sunday dinners, and a lot of time rocking in the rocking chairs on the front porch as my aunts shared stories about life on the Laurelwood plantation. They talked to us about their experiences and shared stories that their parents told them of life and happenings in the lower richland area. Many of these stories have been forgotten. I hope to bring these great stories back to life and preserve them just as Laurelwood is being brought back to life and preserved. There are hidden treasures to be revealed. A legacy to be handed down and passed on.
Let me help you look past the physical imperfections that you notice on first glance to see the hidden beauty that's just waiting to be revealed once again. The stories and information shared here will link the past to the present. There is much to be learned and many memories to share so that all can see the true beauty of ....Laurelwood.

Sunday, November 28, 2010

It was a gorgeous, crisp late Fall day today, so after our family Sunday dinner, we decided to take a ride and see if I could remember where the old graveyard was that some of the Campbell family are buried at. I had not been to this graveyard since I was a child and I wasn't even sure if I could find it since it is located in an unmarked woodsy area. I was thrilled that we found it with only making 1 wrong turn.
Here is the grave of my great grandfather, Thomas Belton Campbell. He was a soldier in the Civil War. His sword used to be on display at The Big House.
Please excuse my poor photography, I am a work in progress, therefore I am always learning and improving. Below are the graves of my grandparents, Jasper and Minnie.

There were 3 graves together that were infant children of my grandparents.
Here are a few random shots to show the setting of this small family graveyard that's definitely off the beaten path.Look at the old wrought iron railing. The tombstones were unique with interesting inscriptions.
The place is very overgrown. I would not have ventured out of the car during the summer for fear of snakes.