This is the fourth and final story about the cemeteries in the Coulterville section of Sale Creek. The McDonald Cemetery sits peacefully, nestled on a gentle, tree-covered hill near the upper railroad ...

“For He Himself knows our frame; He is mindful that we are but dust. As for man, his days are like grass. As a flower of the field, he flourishes. When the wind has passed over it, it is no more, and ...