George Washington Carver National Monument

George Washington Carver National Monument is a unit of the National Park Service located about two miles west of Diamond, Missouri; the national monument was founded on July 14, 1943, by Franklin Delano Roosevelt who dedicated $30,000 US to the monument. It was the first national monument dedicated to an African-American and first to a non-President.

The site preserves of the boyhood home of George Washington Carver, as well as the 1881 Moses Carver house and the Carver cemetery. His boyhood home consists of rolling hills, woodlands, and prairies. The 210-acre (85 ha) park has a 3/4 mile (1.2 km) nature trail, museum, and an interactive exhibit area for students. It is open year round, from 9 am–5 pm.

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