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Visiting Lindbergh's Grave

I'm visiting Maui and spending a couple days in Hana on the far eastern edge of the island. It's really surprising how remote this area is. The beautiful 40 mile road to Hana is a twisty, windy, often single lane affair where the 15 mph speed limit might seem crazy, but works out to be about right. And the road past Hana is nothing short of an adventure - driving as it must have been 75 years ago.

Anyway, while driving a few miles past Hana I stopped to visit Charles Lindbergh's grave. Considering that he was probably the biggest American hero of the first half of the 20th Century, I expected a monument fitting for an almost mythological man. I was shocked to see a very plain and simple grave close to a bluff overlooking the beautiful Maui coast. There was no sign of his wife or his son.

I don't understand why, but I found this to be a very emotional experience. This man was not of my generation, but to see somebody so great burried so humbly, and almost forgotten really touched me.

Posted by Bruce on April 3, 2006 4:24 AM

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