I just realized that Manhattan's secret Marble Cemetery (you know the one!) is holding its annual open house on October 9th and 10th! Anyone interested in joining me for a visit? Send an email to kikistrike@gmail.com!
MC: Yes, parental permission is pretty important. I'd rather not be accused of contributing to your delinquency. (Which I'm sure is already quite impressive. Ha.)
i live in california :( talk bout my luck. grr i love cemetarys. weird i knw but whenever i read the descriptions and loving messages of the tombstones i always wish i could meet everyone there. once i saw one with a 4 year old boy and there was a teddy bear inside of a glass case on the tombstone :( i cried.
i like going into cemeteries, its neat. one time me and my friend saw a stone, and the dead guys name was hilarious! no im not kidding, his name was literally hilarious. at least, if the tombstone is to be believed. and i would LLLLLLLLLUUUUUUUUUUUUUHHHHHHHHHHHHVVVVVVVVVVVVVVVVVV to go to the marble cemetery, but i live all the way on the other side of america. poo. why must you keep making me wish i lived somewhere ive never been even when i love the west coast, kirsten??!?!!? *grumbles quietly and sinisterly to self...*
well i'd need about a thosand bucks to get a flight from Montana to N.Y.C then i'd need to stay some where, and I'd need a new kiki strike modeled outfit to wear, soooooooo If you have $2000 sure!! I'll come!!!!
However, those of us who can't visit can at least write about our own local unusual cemeteries. We've got some fun ones in San Diego.
1. The old Campo Santo ("Holy Ground") in the Old Town neighborhood had to make way for a widening of San Diego Avenue back in the 1920's or so -- and some coffins weren't moved! And yes, the old cemetery may be closed to new internments, but it's got a facebook page.
2. Pioneer Park in Mission Hills is a short but nasty (uphill) bike ride away from the Campo Santo. It's even sadder -- the City converted the old Calvary Cemetery into a park back in the 1970s. Only the grave markers were moved, and by moved I mean "dumped in a ravine in Mt. Hope Cemetery." Cue the 1990s, and I could see those broken, shattered headstones whenever I rode our light rail one of the local libraries. Eventually, a sample of the headstones in the best condition were put up over in the "southeast corner."
I seem to have the same problem as most people here. Living across the country is quite a disadvantage. If you go tell us about it please!! It looks awesome!
well, i suppose ur right kristen... fine, and while we're talking about grave yards: theres a bunch in my yard (we use them as walkways) and one, for Cornelius H. Hill has a lovely little poem on it: Friends and physicians could not save/ my mortal body from the grave/ nor shall it confine me here/ when Christ our savior doth appear.
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So cool!
Too bad I live in Atlanta.
If I didn't live 500 miles away I'd gladly attend...
i could take the train right into grand central, but id have a splitting headache for days
well... yes, but there is the issue of parental permission- but if you'd condone running away... i mea, the train station is w/ in walking distance.
MC: Yes, parental permission is pretty important. I'd rather not be accused of contributing to your delinquency. (Which I'm sure is already quite impressive. Ha.)
Awwww...I live in Wisconsin and I highly doubt that my parents would let me go to New York City to visit a cemetery. I wish I lived there!!!
i live about 3000 miles away...... sob
i live in california :( talk bout my luck. grr i love cemetarys. weird i knw but whenever i read the descriptions and loving messages of the tombstones i always wish i could meet everyone there. once i saw one with a 4 year old boy and there was a teddy bear inside of a glass case on the tombstone :( i cried.
i like going into cemeteries, its neat. one time me and my friend saw a stone, and the dead guys name was hilarious! no im not kidding, his name was literally hilarious. at least, if the tombstone is to be believed. and i would LLLLLLLLLUUUUUUUUUUUUUHHHHHHHHHHHHVVVVVVVVVVVVVVVVVV to go to the marble cemetery, but i live all the way on the other side of america. poo. why must you keep making me wish i lived somewhere ive never been even when i love the west coast, kirsten??!?!!? *grumbles quietly and sinisterly to self...*
If I can just talk mom into driving me...!
Same kiki
urg! i wish!!!!! im coming to ny the day after! it would be so awesome to meet you (not to mention explore the marble cemetery!)
Likewise, I'd so love to go. It's a shame I live on the other side of the planet. Australia is a nice place, though.
well i'd need about a thosand bucks to get a flight from Montana to N.Y.C then i'd need to stay some where, and I'd need a new kiki strike modeled outfit to wear, soooooooo If you have $2000 sure!! I'll come!!!!
Rats! I can't go.
However, those of us who can't visit can at least write about our own local unusual cemeteries. We've got some fun ones in San Diego.
1. The old Campo Santo ("Holy Ground") in the Old Town neighborhood had to make way for a widening of San Diego Avenue back in the 1920's or so -- and some coffins weren't moved! And yes, the old cemetery may be closed to new internments, but it's got a facebook page.
2. Pioneer Park in Mission Hills is a short but nasty (uphill) bike ride away from the Campo Santo. It's even sadder -- the City converted the old Calvary Cemetery into a park back in the 1970s. Only the grave markers were moved, and by moved I mean "dumped in a ravine in Mt. Hope Cemetery." Cue the 1990s, and I could see those broken, shattered headstones whenever I rode our light rail one of the local libraries. Eventually, a sample of the headstones in the best condition were put up over in the "southeast corner."
Robert in San Diego
I seem to have the same problem as most people here. Living across the country is quite a disadvantage. If you go tell us about it please!! It looks awesome!
well, i suppose ur right kristen... fine, and while we're talking about grave yards:
theres a bunch in my yard (we use them as walkways) and one, for Cornelius H. Hill has a lovely little poem on it: Friends and physicians could not save/ my mortal body from the grave/ nor shall it confine me here/ when Christ our savior doth appear.
actually i have the 9th off from school, and my mom has work!!!!!!! this cud be perfect...
it makes me happy
I'D LOVE TOO-
If i can manage to get a train to NY... ;A;
What does the plaque say on the front of the gate?
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