This Is What Convinced Me To Visit Doc Holliday’s Grave

One of the main reasons I wanted to go to Glenwood Springs on our recent Labor Day trip was because Doc Holliday is buried there. We’d stayed there briefly one night years ago on our way back from Las Vegas, but it was only later that we learned that Doc’s grave was there. When I learned this fact, I had to go back.

Of course, this is why I had to visit Doc Holliday’s grave, totally removed from anything to do with the real Doc himself:

Anyway, turns out they don’t know where Doc is actually buried. They know he’s in that cemetery in Glenwood Springs (which is quite a hike up that hill from the road, though the view is spectacular), but they don’t know precisely where. Doc has no actual marker, and records are long ago lost. They put up a marker a while back, but that was because Doc had become popular form books and movies since the 50s and they were hoping to capitalize on that.

It worked.


About David S. Atkinson

David S. Atkinson enjoys typing about himself in the third person, although he does not generally enjoy speaking in such a fashion. However, he is concerned about the Kierkegaard quote "Once you label me you negate me." He worries that if he attempts to define himself he will, in fact, nullify his existence...
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