As Americans, we really like to
memorialize things. It certainly seems like if anything of even minimal
historical significance happens somewhere or if there's a house or other object
that's stood since the 1800's it will end up with a plaque on it sooner or
later. Not that that's a bad thing by any means, but sometimes it seems a
little strange.
Here's an
example of what I mean. Between Fremont and Rossford, Ohio, along the north
side of Rt. 20 is a series of square stone pillars, each one with different
number on it. They're fairly easy to miss if you aren’t paying attention. I
must have driven that stretch of road dozens of times but I didn't notice them
until last weekend. It didn't take long for me to realize they are old mile
markers, from before they started marking miles at county lines.

The plaque
offered as much information about the mile markers as it could I suppose. It
certainly offered more than I asked for. I found the whole situation amusing.
Just the fact that memorializing a mile marker seems silly, but at the same
time it had piqued my interest enough to get me to turn around and stop. What
was most surprising was that most of the mile markers were still there. Some
had obviously been moved, but were still visible from the road.
That’s just
one example, but it’s one of those things that if you kind of stumble upon. It
allows you to learn about things, but at the same time gives you a sense of
discovery and exploration. Maybe that’s why we like to memorialize things in
this way. People discover something interesting, then share the information in
such a way that the rest of us can get that same feeling.
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