So We Went Here Yesterday

In no particular order…

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Markers like these are a recent trend, I think. It’s like being at a birthday party full of old people and seeing a young, well-dressed person.

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A gap in the trees revealed the dramatic topography Brooklyn would still have, if not for all the people and buildings and such.

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Part of the mission was to find the grave of Theodore Roosevelt’s first wife. We found it among an odd semicircle of more distant relations.

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I have a dream of someday being rich enough to endow my grave with an enormous, menacing monument, an avenging angel in full battle armor. This is just a statue of an Indian.

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The chapel, Gothic revival, probably (?), that we should have gone in to. But didn’t.

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Entrance to the so-called catacombs, which are not as accessible as this leads you to believe.

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One of these marks the last resting place of Alice Lee Roosevelt, first wife of Theodore. The other is maybe Margaret, his mother, who died within hours of Alice. All the other stones are Roosevelts, too, including grandfather Cornelius and father Theodore Sr.

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The lily-pad-festooned Valley Water. There were picnickers here, out of view to the right.

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The Gothic revival entry arch, and a photograph that would have looked great at the top of this post.

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Close, very close, to what I’d like above my own tomb.

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A bust and the last resting place of Horace Greeley, newspaperman, loudmouth, abolitionist and probably the first hippie in American history.

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These mausoleums perch on a hillside around the chapel, and the pyramidal one caught my eye.

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It was, in the end, a great day for checking on the dead.

 

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