Ever wonder why so many indigenous people around the world relate giants to stone?
I remember camping in Maryland one time as a kid. I went wandering through the forest away from the campsite. I literally stumbled over a a headstone covered in vines. When I pulled the vines back and realized what it was, I looked up to see other shapes under a canopy of brambles. Nearby, the foundation of a long-ago cabin.
A family graveyard long forgotten? That thought gave me a shiver.
As a researcher, I often come across books that fascinate me to no end! I find that early explorers and early dig sites, back before the false narrative we are fed by governmental, educational, and religious institutions, tell what they found when it was first found and with great honesty.
