^ I love you. Every year since 04 you have dilligently found this post and bumped it. I read every page - and got sad to read the last two times you
are unable to do the watching any longer. Hopefully it's only due to a move away from the areas and it's impossible to get to it.
If it's health, you have my best wishes that things do not grow worse.
It just kinda kicked reality in seeing you go from 04 as an enthused adventurer to suddenly a few years later to 'I can't do this any longer but
you all go and have fun!'. <3 to you, sincerely.
Wish I could go to this, but I do have my own experiences from the graveyard Lincoln is buried at. I had gone probably in 99 or 2000 with my then
fiance and his teen daughters (I was only 25 at the time and he was 35). There is a ring of graves around this statue.... here, this pic was found on
google. This is it
It was fall and we'd just seen Lincoln's tomb and were traveling the rest of the park/cemetery. I saw this set up above and had an urge to get out
of the car so we did. I went over and found myself clearing leaves off of the graves. Not a few moments later, this horrific stench of rotted flesh
came over us. First thing we thought was someone was pissed at me messing by the graves. So my fiance, his daughters and I promptly went to follow the
stench to find the dead animal, right? Taking a step or so out of the grave area there brought NO stench. So we cleared more leaves, thinking an
animal was rotting under some and my moving had stirred up the aroma so to speak.
No dead anywhere, save those Civil War boys underground. :/
Now I did find out in 2008 that I'm the reincarnation of Virginia Pickett, sister to Confederate General George E Pickett and Major Charles F
Pickett. Perhaps the spirits in that graveyard recognized my soul and only knew me as a Pickett and were upset I was there? A Confederate on Union
territory, hm? It could be anything, really. I ensured we thoroughly checked for any decaying animals as the smell only lasts a few days - and
usually only under hot sweltering summer conditions. It was fall and chilly. To this day I'm unsure what it was as it was only in a very tight area -
mainly where I was clearing the leaves off the graves - and went fully away in a nanosecond upon stepping away. It didn't fade. It was there and gone
like snapping a finger.
I know one thing, Union or not, I meant no disrespect to those Boys. I was not even familiar with the Civil War at that point. I only got to know
about it as I uncovered more of my past life some 8 or 9 years after that cemetery thing.
Just felt like sharing cuz it was sort of Lincoln related. I got nothing at his tomb for the record. Zero.
I can't spell!) 
