Potomac River |
Lucy Grymes' daffodils
The Lees’ home, Leesylvania, hence the name of the park (Lee’s Woods), stood on the ridge to the east. Henry and Lucy had eight children born in their home, among them the famous “Light Horse Harry” Lee, Revolutionary War hero, Governor of Virginia, and father of Robert Edward Lee. A monument dedicated to “Light Horse Harry” Lee can be found at the bottom of the hill, down a winding mile-long trail, overlooking the Potomac River.
The Lees’ other famous children were Charles Lee, Attorney General of the United States; Richard Bland Lee, the first Congressman for Northern Virginia; and Edmund Jennings Lee, Mayor of Alexandria.
The Virginia Journal and Alexandria Advertiser published an obituary on Lee’s death: “Died on the 15th Instant, at the seat of Mr. Richard Bland Lee in Loudon County (Sully Plantation), Hon. Henry Lee, Senator for the District of Fairfax and Prince William, in the fifty-eighth year of his age, thirty of which have been assiduously devoted to the service of his Country.”
The Lee family tombstones have long since disappeared. They were replaced with a bronze plaque donated by the Society of the Lees.
Captain Henry
Fairfax bought the plantation from the Lees in 1825. He and his third wife
Elizabeth are buried in the enclosed portion of the cemetery. The fence seems useless
as there are no headstones visible, and the entire plot is always covered in a
thick carpet of decaying leaves.
Captain Fairfax died on the sixth of October 1847 and his
wife Elizabeth died a month later (November 6). Their headstones were relocated
in 1969 to Union Cemetery in Leesburg, close to the tomb of their son, John
Walter Fairfax. But their remains are still “resting” within the fenced
cemetery.
I hear in the distance the train whistle crossing the river into
Leesylvania Woods and begin my descent to the bottom of the hill and fishermen’s
pier crossing part of Virginia and Maryland.
Virginia is a state shaped by breathtaking landscapes, rich
history, and endless wooded trails, ponds, lakes, creeks, and rivers that had
been preserved and protected for generations to come.
The occasional history buff can get lost in the wilderness,
contemplating the Commonwealth’s history, and wondering how many people have left
their mark, literally and figuratively, on every inch of this fertile soil. If
the woods and rivers could talk!
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