The Pennsylvania Memorial is the largest one on Gettysburg battlefield, a huge white granite edifice, with a dome sitting atop four great arches and their legs. It had an observation platform at the top, and again, Pop and my Boy scaled it to the top to take in the view. It seemed a bit improbable that this cross between the Taj Mahal and a Roman victory arch stood in the center of rolling farmland that was criss-crossed with zig zagging timber fences of grey and yellow.
But there it was.
The tiny spiral stairs were too tight for a little dog like Trixie, but Pop and her Boy agreed that view was worth the climb to see the fields filled with scattered memorials and monuments, mournfully marking those who had passed on these quiet rolling hills.