The Arlington Cemetery is beautiful. Between the scenery and the newly added memorial park, I can't help but feel at peace when I am there. I have no family buried there, but it feels like visiting old friends often after spending weeks researching someone. The last time I visited Arlington, it was a warm day full of blue skies. 

As I passed the cemetery, I decided to stop and visit. On the far right side towards the cemetery's back, I saw what appeared to be a large dollhouse. A heavy heart can't be helped when a discovery such as a little house is found in a cemetery. I walked over, wondering what the story was behind the dollhouse and knowing there must have been a little one taken too soon. I didn't wonder long. The simple monument read Cline across the top. Below were the three names of those laid to rest; Mary (1872-1945), Lova (1902-1908), and George (1867-1946). Just beyond the headstone, there was what appeared to be a note, laminated and hanging. 

The letter told about the love Mary and George had for their little girl Lova. "This is the history of the dollhouse as we know it up to the year 2018." The story tells of the little girl named Lova, who was born an invalid and could not even sit without assistance. Her one pleasure during her short life was the dollhouse her father built for her. 

The dollhouse is 5 ft long and weighs 400 pounds. The roof is gabled, and the weatherboards are made of poplar with intricate scroll work that is now covered. The dollhouse's original furniture was also built by George and consisted of three chairs, a love seat with cushions, a vase of flowers set on an end table adorned with a lace doily, a crib with a small doll, and some toys laid around the room. The dining room consisted of a table covered with a lace table cloth, a vase of flowers in the center, and a doll's chairs. The dolls belonged to Lova and were put in by her mother, along with dishes and lace curtains. Although the dollhouse was large, there were no doors installed. Just long windows so Lova could use her eyes to play by looking inside.
After Lova's death and then the death of her mother in 1942, a heartbroken George suggested the dollhouse be destroyed. By then, the dollhouse had already reached legend status and talked George out of destroying it. Instead, it was decided Lova’s remains and house would be moved down with her mother’s grave site.