
On our way out of Golden, we stopped at the graveside of Buffalo Bill Cody.

The view from the parking lot was fantastic, quite the panorama of mountains, with the city of Golden laid out below.

The view from our house for the last week was a little nicer to look at...
Supposedly there is a good sized buffalo herd at the bottom of the hill, but we never had time to take a look.

Bill Cody was a master mason in the Masonic Lodges of Colorado...

Colonel William Frederick Cody was born February 26, 1846, died January 10, 1917, and was buried on Lookout Mountain above the town of Golden, CO on June 3, 1917.

He was a member of the Elks Club...

His wife, Louisa Frederici (1843-1921), is buried right next to him...(apparently he unsuccesfully tried to divorce her a couple of times, and even in death couldn't get her to leave his side...)



As you can see, he really is buried on top of a hill. It's just a bit of a walk to the top, and the grave is all fenced in and surrounded by a grove of pine trees.

The grave is littered with coins, mostly pennies and nickels. You can read for yourself what the money is used for...

There is a few signs hanging outside the trading post, mementos of Buffalo Bill's glory days.

And here is the famous Annie Oakley! Didn't know I was such a good shot, did you?

I'm beginning to feel more and more like a woman of the west...

We were too cheap to actually go inside, but the grave was interesting enough. I'm finally accomplishing one of my life long goals....learning more about my country!
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