Man Moved by Message on Forest Grave

During a peaceful walk through Kiroli Park in West Monroe, Louisiana, Zach Medlin made an unexpected discovery that touched his heart. Among the fallen leaves and pine needles, a small, square gravestone caught his

attention. While his one-eyed Staffordshire terrier, Serena, was busy chasing ducks near the lake, Medlin approached the stone and gently cleared the pine straw covering its inscription. The marker revealed the story of Buddie,

1928–1941, “born a dog and died a gentleman.” Medlin was struck by the dedication and love reflected in the words, pondering why such a cherished pet had been laid to rest in a public park spanning 160 acres. He reflected on

the comfort Buddie must have brought his family during the difficult years of the Great Depression, noting, “Knowing that Buddie provided comfort to his owners during hard times is truly heartening. All dogs deserve a grave

marker.” Local stories suggested that Buddie once served as a mascot for a Boy Scout summer camp at Kiroli Park and even heroically barked to alert

Scouts of a drowning boy. However, further research provided a different account.

A handwritten note from 1993 by Mrs. Dee Strickland, found on Findagrave.com, explained that Buddie belonged to Mr. and Mrs. Albert H. Jones of Monroe. According to Strickland, Buddie was a beloved Irish setter, often

brought to the park for exercise, and was laid to rest there after his passing simply because the park was a place the family cherished. Whether Buddie’s story involves heroic deeds for the Scouts or the quiet loyalty he showed his

family, one thing is clear: he was an exceptional dog. The gravestone stands as a lasting tribute to his life, celebrating loyalty, courage, and love. Medlin’s discovery serves as a reminder that even in ordinary places, stories of

devotion and companionship can be found. Buddie’s resting place in Kiroli Park now offers a touching reminder of the bond between humans and their four-legged friends, inspiring all who come across this hidden piece of history.

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