I stopped at an abandoned family graveyard. It appeared along some gravel backroads that run through a section of the 'Hoosier National Forest' that Birdseye is nestled in.
There were about 35 headstones and grave markers. All in some stage of decay. The earliest I saw someone buried there was 1843. The latest was 1923. Most had the family name of 'Blunk'.
It looked like there was some attempt to care for it in the last couple of years. Some of the broken headstones were propped against rocks and a few had some plastic flowers. It might be something that was done as recently as last memorial day.
One headstone:
Richard Jones
1832-1883
A loving husband,
A father dear,
A faithful friend,
Lies buried here.
