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<title><![CDATA[Tombstone Tuesday: Arlington Abbey, Part 3]]></title>
<link>http://baysideblog.wordpress.com/2009/12/01/tombstone-tueday-arlington-abbey-part-3/</link>
<pubDate>Tue, 01 Dec 2009 12:30:30 +0000</pubDate>
<dc:creator>baysideresearch</dc:creator>
<guid>http://baysideblog.wordpress.com/2009/12/01/tombstone-tueday-arlington-abbey-part-3/</guid>
<description><![CDATA[As I detailed in two previous blog posts (Part 1 and Part 2), the remains of three of my ancestors w]]></description>
<content:encoded><![CDATA[<div class='snap_preview'><p>As I detailed in two previous blog posts (<a href="http://baysideblog.wordpress.com/2009/09/29/tombstone-tuesday-arlington-abbey-part-1/">Part 1</a> and <a href="http://baysideblog.wordpress.com/2009/10/06/tombstone-tuesday-arlington-abbey-part-2/">Part 2</a>), the remains of three of my ancestors were once buried at Arlington Abbey Mausoleum in Arlington, Va. However, that site fell into disrepair decades ago and was subjected to vandalism and worse. When the Army Corps of Engineers tried to close the facility in the late 1990s, they couldn&#8217;t reach all of the families of those buried there. When I tried to find more information about my relatives, I learned that their remains were missing.</p>
<p>As I said in my last post, it appeared that one of three things had happened: 1) a family member removed my ancestors&#8217; remains to another location during a time when records of such removals were not recorded; 2) the urns holding the remains were stolen or destroyed; 3) the remains were among a bunch of unmarked urns found scattered inside the mausoleum, with no way to trace them back to the crypts to which they belonged.</p>
<p>I&#8217;m happy to report that while discussing this mystery with my half-brother over the Thanksgiving holiday, we found the answer. In an old version of our father&#8217;s will (dated only a year after I was born), he stated that he had purchased a crypt at another facility for &#8220;ashes of deceased members of my family who bore the name Corley.&#8221;</p>
<p>I called that facility when I returned home Saturday afternoon. After giving them the names and dates of death of the missing ancestors, the facility called me back in short order to let me know that they indeed have their remains. I now have their exact location and I hope to visit the memorial park soon.</p>
<p>I&#8217;ve sent this information to the Army Corps of Engineers archaeologist who assisted me in my search for my missing ancestors. My hope is that now that we have found my relatives, this may help narrow down the possible identities of those remains found on the floor of the mausoleum.</p>
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<title><![CDATA[Mt. Zion 1 - imps of the perverse]]></title>
<link>http://newtownpentacle.com/2009/12/01/mt-zion-1-imps-of-the-perverse/</link>
<pubDate>Tue, 01 Dec 2009 09:21:51 +0000</pubDate>
<dc:creator>Mitch Waxman</dc:creator>
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<description><![CDATA[- photo by Mitch Waxman What would appear to be a Jewish section of the vast funerary complex that i]]></description>
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<p><em>- photo by Mitch Waxman</em></p>
<p>What would appear to be a Jewish section of the vast funerary complex that is 2nd and 3rd Calvary Cemeteries, is actually a distinct cemetery organized as and referred to as <a href="http://www.mountzioncemetery.com/images/grounds_large.gif" target="_blank">Mount Zion</a>.</p>
<p>It made a convenient hiding spot for me one day when <a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=L5NmyFlGt80" target="_blank">a group of children</a> on Maurice Avenue took notice of me and began to follow me around. The <a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=m27qo-i0Vhk" target="_blank">possibility of some vaguely malign intention</a> toward me, on their part, caused a near faint and I ran away- here&#8217;s what happened.</p>
<p>Narrow, juvenile faces, their appearance and aspect were dominated by a toothy grimace- much wider than the usual proportion- and oddly jowled chins. The corners of their mouths stretched to mid cheek and passed well beyond the bulging center point of those widely set and unblinking milky blue eyes- which I attribute to the possibly mutagenic qualities of the chemical pollution of that nearby extinction of hope called the Newtown Creek.</p>
<p>A little girl amongst them, barefoot and carrying a <a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Polydactyl_cat" target="_blank">polydactyl calico</a> which was buzzing with attention, pointed me out and all the other odd looking children turned and stared in my direction. A vast physical coward, and unable to withstand even the thought of defending myself against  a crowd of 10 year olds, your humble narrator screamed a shrill shriek and broke into a clumsy run to make an escape to hallowed ground.</p>
<p>from <a href="http://www.mountzioncemetery.com/page.asp?id=aboutus" target="_blank">mountzioncemetery.com</a></p>
<p style="padding-left:30px;"><em>Mount Zion Cemetery encompasses an area of 78 acres. This cemetery is located in Maspeth, Queens near the Manhattan Border. When this cemetery was first established the surrounding area was considered to be rural. There was an ongoing need for burial spaces to accommodate the explosion of the immigrant population in not only Queens, but also the nearby neighborhoods of Manhattan and Brooklyn. Mount Zion Cemetery has more than 210,000 burials on its 78 acres making it one of the more interesting burial grounds.</em></p>
<p style="text-align:center;"><a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/mitchwaxman/3651890238/" target="_blank"><img class="aligncenter" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3373/3651890238_44100fa475.jpg" alt="" /></a></p>
<p style="text-align:center;"><strong><em>note:</em></strong> Mount Zion has come up once before, in the shot above from a Newtown Pentacle post of June 22- <a href="http://newtownpentacle.com/2009/06/22/newtown-grafiti/" target="_blank">called Newtown Grafiti</a></p>
<p><a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/mitchwaxman/3721053363/" target="_blank"><img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2527/3721053363_d16c09ecc3.jpg" alt="" /></a></p>
<p><em>- photo by Mitch Waxman</em></p>
<p>Once within the iron gates of Mount Zion, I enacted an old Brooklyn &#8220;<a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ksTjDg351dk" target="_blank">run away and hide from pursuers strategy</a>&#8221; which basically boils down to running around at full speed in a completely random manner and finding something to hide behind or in. Luckily, the tightly packed environs of this Cemetery make for good cover, and I was dressed in a black fedora and black raincoat- making the <a href="http://shemspeed.com/daily/hasid-past-tense-in-hollywood" target="_blank">perfect camouflage</a> for blending in with other visitors at Mt. Zion.</p>
<p style="padding-left:30px;"><em>Once, this panic stricken series of turns and circles was called &#8220;cheese it&#8221;, and the modern English would call it &#8220;Leg it&#8221;. I knew a guy who once fled from the cops through 4 blocks of brooklyn backyards, hopping a six foot chain link fence every 30 yards, ran across Flatbush, through a golf course, then ran across the Belt Parkway, and dug himself a sand dune hole to spend the night in near Plum Beach. Brooklyn thing.</em></p>
<p><a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/mitchwaxman/3502974559/" target="_blank"><img src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3587/3502974559_8dcb908f65.jpg" alt="" /></a></p>
<p><em>- photo by Mitch Waxman</em></p>
<p>There are distinct sections in Mount Zion, organized by burial society. Jewish Burial Societies are usually connected either to a Temple Congregation or Secular Association. The Secular ones would often be organized by a labor union, or by a brokerage business that sought to buy a large number of plots at a discount and sell them at a profit. Much information is available online about these societies if one can read hebrew or yiddish. There is also a modern and ancient division.</p>
<p>Some parts of the place date back to the 19th century, others have fresh interments. Unlike other faiths represented nearby, Jewish tradition calls for a single occupant in a grave. As such, the organization and placement of funerary rite and remains demands much lateral sprawl, and like most older Jewish cemeteries- Mount Zion seems crowded and claustrophobic.</p>
<p>But, it&#8217;s a good place to hide from those weird Maspeth kids, if you lords and ladies of Newtown don&#8217;t mind- let&#8217;s just hang out here a little while- OK?</p>
<p>That little girl with the maladapted and curiously 9 toed cat, she said something to the oldest boy that sounded like a name&#8230; Y&#8217;ha-nthlei?</p>
<p>from <a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Jewish_funeral#Matzevah_.28Unveiling_of_the_tombstone.29" target="_blank">wikipedia</a></p>
<p style="padding-left:30px;"><em>A headstone (tombstone) is known as a matzevah (&#8220;monument&#8221;). Although there is no Halakhic obligation to hold an unveiling ceremony, the ritual became popular in many communities toward the end of the 19th century. There are varying customs about when it should be placed on the grave. Most communities have an unveiling ceremony a year after the death. Some communities have it earlier, even a week after the burial. In Israel it is done after the &#8220;sheloshim&#8221;, the first thirty days of mourning. There is no restriction about the timing, other than the unveiling cannot be held during certain periods such as Passover or Chol Ha&#8217;Moed.</em></p>
<p style="padding-left:30px;"><em>At the end of the ceremony, a cloth or shroud covering that has been placed on the headstone is removed, customarily by close family members. Services include reading of several psalms (1, 23, 24, 103), Mourners Kaddish (if a minyan is available), and the prayer &#8220;El Malei Rachamim.&#8221; The service may include a brief eulogy for the deceased.</em></p>
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<title><![CDATA[Spooky and beautiful: a haunted cemetery ]]></title>
<link>http://kellydpalmer.wordpress.com/2009/11/30/spooky-and-beautiful-a-haunted-cemetery/</link>
<pubDate>Mon, 30 Nov 2009 01:07:28 +0000</pubDate>
<dc:creator>kellydpalmer</dc:creator>
<guid>http://kellydpalmer.wordpress.com/2009/11/30/spooky-and-beautiful-a-haunted-cemetery/</guid>
<description><![CDATA[Stepp Cemetery &nbsp;]]></description>
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<title><![CDATA[Rules (333/365 11-29-2009)]]></title>
<link>http://carusophoto.wordpress.com/2009/11/29/rules-333365-11-29-2009/</link>
<pubDate>Sun, 29 Nov 2009 17:24:43 +0000</pubDate>
<dc:creator>CarusoPhoto</dc:creator>
<guid>http://carusophoto.wordpress.com/2009/11/29/rules-333365-11-29-2009/</guid>
<description><![CDATA[Rules (333/365 11-29-2009) Originally uploaded by CarusoPhoto I just had to revisit the north-wester]]></description>
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<a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/carusophoto/4147801800/">Rules (333/365 11-29-2009)</a></span></p>
<p>Originally uploaded by <a href="http://www.flickr.com/people/carusophoto/">CarusoPhoto</a></p>
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<p>I just had to revisit the north-western Illinois cemetery where I made the flower/garbage can photos last week. This time, the overcast day helped to create a very specific mood.</p>
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<title><![CDATA[November 28, 2009]]></title>
<link>http://seenonflickr.wordpress.com/2009/11/29/november-28-2009/</link>
<pubDate>Sun, 29 Nov 2009 15:12:11 +0000</pubDate>
<dc:creator>seenonflickr</dc:creator>
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<description><![CDATA[West Norwood Cemetery, London, originally uploaded by christopherlevy. From the West Norwood Cemeter]]></description>
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<p><span style="font-size:.8em;margin-top:0;"><a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/pagoo/4134130315/">West Norwood Cemetery, London</a>, originally uploaded by <a href="http://www.flickr.com/people/pagoo/">christopherlevy</a>.</span></div>
<p>From the West Norwood Cemetery, in London, England: a lady with a starfish on her head.</p>
<p>The original photographer cites Wiki and notes that there is all kinds of controversy about this cemetery, including the fact that older (and historically-listed!) graves were removed to make room for new burials &#8211; craziness!!</p>
<p>Enjoy today’s photo! If you like the photo, please drop a comment to the original photographer at Flickr.</p>
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<title><![CDATA[Tales of Calvary 6]]></title>
<link>http://pentacletest.wordpress.com/2009/11/29/tales-of-calvary-6/</link>
<pubDate>Sun, 29 Nov 2009 07:34:11 +0000</pubDate>
<dc:creator>Mitch Waxman</dc:creator>
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<description><![CDATA[- photo by Mitch Waxman Looming, in this place, is the megapolis. Here lies Tammany, gazing eternall]]></description>
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<p><em>- photo by Mitch Waxman</em></p>
<p>Looming, in this place, is the megapolis. Here lies Tammany, gazing eternally upon their work. The city. The great city.</p>
<p>The greatest and last of their projects is promontory above the shield wall of Manhattan, a familiar vista of Calvary Cemetery offered as an iconic representation <a href="http://images.google.com/images?source=ig&#38;hl=en&#38;rlz=1G1GGLQ_ENUS248&#38;q=calvary%20cemetery%20queens&#38;um=1&#38;ie=UTF-8&#38;sa=N&#38;tab=wi" target="_blank">by most</a>.</p>
<p>The tower called the Empire State building was built, almost as an act of pure will, by a former newsboy from South Street.</p>
<p>from <a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Empire_State_Building" target="_blank">wikipedia</a></p>
<p style="padding-left:30px;"><em>The Empire State Building is a 102-story landmark Art Deco skyscraper in New York City at the intersection of Fifth Avenue and West 34th Street. Its name is derived from the nickname for the state of New York. It stood as the world&#8217;s tallest building for more than forty years, from its completion in 1931 until construction of the World Trade Center&#8217;s North Tower was completed in 1972. Following the destruction of the World Trade Center in 2001, the Empire State Building once again became the tallest building in New York City and New York State.</em></p>
<p><a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/mitchwaxman/4095446595/in/set-72157622783082766" target="_blank"><img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2496/4095446595_d5c82fb23c.jpg" alt="" /></a></p>
<p><em>- photo by Mitch Waxman</em></p>
<p>The people buried here arrived in and encountered a very different city- a divergent concept of a city- than the one we imagine. They were fleeing religious war and famine, and even the hazardous journey to an unknown country was better than staying where they were. The first surge of them was Catholic, they came from Poland, Germany, Italy, and like that newsboy from South Street - Ireland.</p>
<p>Especially Ireland.</p>
<p><em>(the Jews were present as well, but were subsumed by larger descriptions of nationality, and they would describe themselves as Germans or Poles before bringing up religion)</em></p>
<p>Before the Civil War, New York was ruled by the &#8220;<a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Vanderbilt_family" target="_blank">knickerbockracy</a>&#8220;, a social elite who were labeled &#8220;the 400&#8243; by <a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Ward_McAllister" target="_blank">Samuel Ward MacAllister</a>. Greedy poor and useless, immigrant mouths to feed were dumped by the courts of Europe on New York&#8217;s docks, where they instantly took to crime and profligacy. The dregs arrived like ocean waves, and the disgusted Anglophile and Dutch elites saw to it that these wretched masses would be excluded from power and opportunity in the protestant republic.</p>
<p>also <a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Empire_State_Building#Design_and_construction" target="_blank">from wikipedia</a></p>
<p style="padding-left:30px;"><em>The Empire State Building was designed by William F. Lamb from the architectural firm Shreve, Lamb and Harmon, which produced the building drawings in just two weeks, using its earlier designs for the Reynolds Building in Winston-Salem, North Carolina, and the Carew Tower in Cincinnati, Ohio (designed by the architectural firm W.W. Ahlschlager &#38; Associates) as a basis. Every year the staff of the Empire State Building sends a Father&#8217;s Day card to the staff at the Reynolds Building in Winston-Salem to pay homage to its role as predecessor to the Empire State Building. The building was designed from the top down. The general contractors were The Starrett Brothers and Eken, and the project was financed primarily by John J. Raskob and Pierre S. du Pont.</em></p>
<p><a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/mitchwaxman/4096216596/in/set-72157622783082766" target="_blank"><img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2594/4096216596_d77efc98f2.jpg" alt="" /></a></p>
<p><em>- photo by Mitch Waxman</em></p>
<p>Ethnic associations formed amongst the new immigrants, who were victimized by discriminatory policies of government and racial prejudice. One of these ethnic clubs began political organization amongst the <a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Dead_Rabbits" target="_blank">immigrant grass roots</a>, and registered voters began to appear in the <a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/File:Bandit%27s_Roost_by_Jacob_Riis.jpeg" target="_blank">river front slums</a>, and especially in the <a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Five_Points,_Manhattan" target="_blank">Five Points in Manhattan</a>.</p>
<p>from <a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Tammany_Hall" target="_blank">wikipedia</a></p>
<p style="padding-left:30px;"><em>Tammany Hall (Founded May 12, 1789 as the Tammany Society, and also known as the Society of St. Tammany, the Sons of St. Tammany, or the Columbian Order), was the Democratic Party political machine that played a major role in controlling New York City politics and helping immigrants (most notably the Irish) rise up in American politics from the 1790s to the 1960s. It usually controlled Democratic Party nominations and patronage in Manhattan from the mayoral victory of Fernando Wood in 1854 through the election of John P. O&#8217;Brien in 1932. Tammany Hall was permanently weakened by the election of Fiorello La Guardia on a &#8220;fusion&#8221; ticket of Republicans, reform-minded Democrats, and independents in 1934, and despite a brief resurgence in the 1950s, it ceased to exist in the 1960s.</em></p>
<p><a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/mitchwaxman/4095466395/in/set-72157622783082766" target="_blank"><img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2478/4095466395_777127611a.jpg" alt="" /></a></p>
<p><em>- photo by Mitch Waxman</em></p>
<p>Impeachable offense was just part of doing business back then, and the ethnic associations could muster significant and reliable turnouts on election day for whoever was willing to pay. Soon, the associations began to congeal into ethnic blocks. The largest one of them all was called Tammany Hall, and it began to pick its own people to run for office instead of supporting the landed gentry or the degenerate Dutch.</p>
<p>also <a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Tammany_Hall#1890.E2.80.931950" target="_blank">from wikipedia</a></p>
<p style="padding-left:30px;"><a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Empire_State_Building#Design_and_construction" target="_blank"></a><em>Despite occasional defeats, Tammany was consistently able to survive and, indeed, prosper; it continued to dominate city and even state politics. Under leaders like John Kelly and Richard Croker, Charles Francis Murphy and Timothy Sullivan, it controlled Democratic politics in the city. Tammany opposed William Jennings Bryan in 1896.</em></p>
<p style="padding-left:30px;"><em>In 1901, anti-Tammany forces elected a reformer, Republican Seth Low, to become mayor. From 1902 until his death in 1924, Charles Francis Murphy was Tammany&#8217;s boss. In 1927 the building on 14th Street was sold. The new building on East 17th Street and Union Square East was finished and occupied by 1929.[6] In 1932, the machine suffered a dual setback when Mayor James Walker was forced from office and reform-minded Democrat Franklin D. Roosevelt was elected president of the United States. Roosevelt stripped Tammany of federal patronage, which had been expanded under the New Deal—and passed it instead to Ed Flynn, boss of the Bronx. Roosevelt helped Republican Fiorello La Guardia become mayor on a Fusion ticket, thus removing even more patronage from Tammany&#8217;s control. La Guardia was elected in 1933 and re-elected in 1937 and 1941. He was the first anti-Tammany Mayor to be re-elected and his extended tenure weakened Tammany in a way that previous &#8220;reform&#8221; Mayors had not.</em></p>
<p><a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/mitchwaxman/4096235822/in/set-72157622783082766" target="_blank"><img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2661/4096235822_fb15a0db61.jpg" alt="" /></a></p>
<p><em>- photo by Mitch Waxman</em></p>
<p>That boy from the South Street water front, who watched as the <a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Brooklyn_bridge" target="_blank">East River Bridge</a> being built, lost his father at age 13. He left school and went to work, first at an oil company and later at the Fulton Fish Market- which netted him the astounding salary of $15 per week. He developed a certain celebrity in the 4th ward because of his good fortunes, and came to the attentions of the Tammany men, who discovered a certain &#8220;likeability&#8221; in him.</p>
<p>from <a href="http://www.pbs.org/wgbh/buildingbig/wonder/structure/empire_state.html" target="_blank">pbs.org</a></p>
<p style="padding-left:30px;"><em>Built during the Depression between 1930 and 1931, the Empire State Building became the world&#8217;s tallest office building &#8212; surpassing the Chrysler Building by a whopping 204 feet. The design of the building changed 16 times during planning and construction, but 3,000 workers completed the building&#8217;s construction in record time: one year and 45 days, including Sundays and holidays. The Empire State Building is composed of 60,000 tons of steel, 200,000 cubic feet of Indiana limestone and granite, 10 million bricks, and 730 tons of aluminum and stainless steel.</em></p>
<p><a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/mitchwaxman/4095485455/in/set-72157622783082766" target="_blank"><img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2707/4095485455_630364132c.jpg" alt="" /></a></p>
<p><em>- photo by Mitch Waxman</em></p>
<p>By 1895, the young man was appointed a clerk to the Commissioner of Jurors and was noticed by Thomas F. Foley- the boss of Tammany. Shortly, He was an assemblyman in Albany, and spent 12 years gathering patronage and clout in the capital of New York State. By 1913, he had become Speaker of the House and the most influential man in Albany. As a reward for <a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/City_of_Greater_New_York" target="_blank">his services</a>, Tammany appointed him Sheriff of New York, a lucrative position in those days. By 1918, He was elected Governor of New York State and came to national prominence during his 4 terms in office.</p>
<p>In 1928 he ran for President of the United States, this Irish kid from South Street, and a young Franklin D. Roosevelt was honored with placing his name before the convention. He lost to Herbert Hoover, whose many supporters publicly voiced concern about the Tammany contagion spreading into Washington and across the nation. In 1932, he lost the nomination of his party to Franklin D. Roosevelt.</p>
<p>from <a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/History_of_New_York_City_(1898–1945)#Ragtime_Era" target="_blank">wikipedia</a></p>
<p style="padding-left:30px;"><em>Horses were used for transportation in 1900, as they had been throughout the history of the city. There were 200,000 of them in the city, producing nearly 2,500 short tons (2,300 t) of manure daily. It accumulated in the streets and was swept to the sides like snow. The smell was quite noticeable. Introduction of motor vehicles was a profound relief.</em></p>
<p style="padding-left:30px;"><em>The municipal consolidation would also precipitate greater physical connections between the boroughs. The building of the New York City Subway, as the separate Interborough Rapid Transit Company and Brooklyn-Manhattan Transit Corporation systems, and the later Independent Subway System, and the opening of the first IRT line in 1905 marked the beginning of what became a force for population spread and development. The Williamsburg Bridge 1903 and the Manhattan Bridge 1909 further connected Manhattan to the rapidly expanding bedroom community in Brooklyn. The world-famous Grand Central Terminal opened as the world&#8217;s largest train station on February 1, 1913, replacing an earlier terminal on the site. It was preceded by Pennsylvania Station, several blocks to the south.</em></p>
<p style="padding-left:30px;"><em>These years also saw the peak of European immigration and the shifting of that immigration from Western Europe to Southern and Eastern Europe. On June 15, 1904 over 1,000 people, mostly German immigrants, were killed when the steamship General Slocum caught fire and burned in the East River, marking the beginning of the end of the community in Little Germany. The German community was replaced by growing numbers of poorer immigrants on the Lower East Side. On March 25, 1911 the Triangle Shirtwaist Factory fire in Greenwich Village took the lives of 145 mostly Italian and Jewish female garment workers, which would eventually lead to great advancements in the city&#8217;s fire department, building codes, and workplace regulations.</em></p>
<p><a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/mitchwaxman/4096338306/in/set-72157622783082766" target="_blank"><img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2737/4096338306_679d07b1ce.jpg" alt="" /></a></p>
<p><em>- photo by Mitch Waxman</em></p>
<p>Disgusted with politics and betrayed by the last of the Knickerbocker elite, the newsboy governor turned to private business. Amongst other ventures, he became president of that company which would construct the Empire State Building at the height of the Great Depression. <a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Pierre_S._du_Pont" target="_blank">One</a> or <a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/John_J._Raskob" target="_blank">two</a> of his <a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/James_Farley" target="_blank">friends</a> also came in on the venture.</p>
<p>That iconic structure is located, incidentally, on the former site of the original <a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Waldorf-Astoria_Hotel" target="_blank">Waldorf-Astoria Hotel</a>- a regular haunt and preferred meeting place for the elite &#8220;four hundred&#8221;.</p>
<p>from <a href="http://www.greatbuildings.com/buildings/Empire_State_Building.html" target="_blank">greatbuildings.com</a></p>
<p style="padding-left:30px;"><em>The architectural, commercial, and popular success of the Empire State Building depended on a highly rationalized process, and equally efficient advertising and construction campaigns. Skillful designers of Manhattan office buildings, architects Shreve, Lamb, and Harmon were familiar with the imperatives of design and construction efficiency that maximized investors&#8217; returns by filling the building with tenants as soon as possible. &#8230;</em></p>
<p style="padding-left:30px;"><em>The Empire State Building, like most art deco skyscrapers, was modernistic, not modernist. It was deliberately less pure, more flamboyant and populist than European theory allowed. It appeared to be a sculpted or modeled mass, giving to business imagery a substantial character&#8230;</em></p>
<p><a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/mitchwaxman/4142556388/in/set-72157622744161475/" target="_blank"><img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2564/4142556388_09bf99ec33.jpg" alt="" /></a></p>
<p><em>- photo by Mitch Waxman</em></p>
<p>As Governor, this Tammany man  rewrote the labor laws after the Triangle Shirtwaist fire and, oversaw the creation of much of modern New York. As a private citizen, he used his extensive patronage and political muscle to build the Empire State Building in an astounding 410 days. President Herbert Hoover cut the ribbon on opening day, however.</p>
<p>His name was Alfred E. Smith. <a href="http://www.time.com/time/covers/0,16641,19250713,00.html" target="_blank">Al the happy warrior to his constituents</a>.</p>
<p>Governor Smith died October 4, 1944 at 6:28 AM.</p>
<p style="padding-left:30px;"><a href="http://www.history.com/video.do?name=americanhistory&#38;bcpid=1681694255&#38;bclid=1729364838&#38;bctid=1591450123" target="_blank"><em>Click here to listen to a history.com audio file</em></a><em> of Al Smith speaking &#8220;on New York&#8221;. </em></p>
<p style="padding-left:30px;"><em>Click here to access <a href="http://maps.google.com/maps/ms?hl=en&#38;safe=off&#38;num=100&#38;ie=UTF8&#38;msa=0&#38;msid=112724088310970136709.0004705844d656ded21da&#38;ll=40.731848,-73.931779&#38;spn=0.00095,0.001074&#38;t=h&#38;z=20" target="_blank">a google map with the actual location</a> of the monument, which doesn&#8217;t seem to exist anywhere else on the web.</em></p>
<p><a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/mitchwaxman/4142545674/in/set-72157622744161475" target="_blank"><img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2676/4142545674_8981891ba4.jpg" alt="" /></a></p>
<p><em>- photo by Mitch Waxman</em></p>
<p>He lies in Calvary next to his wife, Catherine A. Dunn Smith.</p>
<p>Alongside them are those generations that came to a city -of wooden clapboard walls rising from unpaved roads &#8211; and died in a shining metropolis of glass and steel towers accomplished by their labors. The great city of the age was built by those that lie in Calvary Cemetery, here in the <a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Muladhara" target="_blank">muladhara</a> of the Newtown Pentacle.</p>
<p><strong><em>note:</em></strong> the view of the Empire State Building, from the gravesite of Governor Smith, is obscured by more modern mausoleum monuments.</p>
<p>from <a href="http://www.alsmithfoundation.org/thestatesman.html" target="_blank">alsmithfoundation.com</a></p>
<p style="padding-left:30px;"><em>In 1918, to the surprise of many, he was elected Governor of the State of New York. Although he lost the 1920 election, he ran successfully again in 1922, 1924, and 1926 &#8211; making him one of three New York State Governors to be elected to four terms. While Governor, he achieved the passage of extensive reform legislation, including improved factory laws, better housing requirements, and expanded welfare services. Additionally, he reorganized the State government into a consolidated and business-like structure. </em></p>
<p style="padding-left:30px;"><em>Governor Smith won the Democratic Party&#8217;s nomination for President of the United States in 1928. During his campaign he continued to champion the cause of urban residents. </em></p>
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<title><![CDATA[Tales of Calvary 6]]></title>
<link>http://newtownpentacle.com/2009/11/29/tales-of-calvary-6/</link>
<pubDate>Sun, 29 Nov 2009 07:34:11 +0000</pubDate>
<dc:creator>Mitch Waxman</dc:creator>
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<description><![CDATA[- photo by Mitch Waxman Looming, in this place, is the megapolis. Here lies Tammany, gazing eternall]]></description>
<content:encoded><![CDATA[<div class='snap_preview'><p><a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/mitchwaxman/4096196712/in/set-72157622783082766" target="_blank"><img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2643/4096196712_732c3c2fc5.jpg" alt="" /></a></p>
<p><em>- photo by Mitch Waxman</em></p>
<p>Looming, in this place, is the megapolis. Here lies Tammany, gazing eternally upon their work. The city. The great city.</p>
<p>The greatest and last of their projects is promontory above the shield wall of Manhattan, a familiar vista of Calvary Cemetery offered as an iconic representation <a href="http://images.google.com/images?source=ig&#38;hl=en&#38;rlz=1G1GGLQ_ENUS248&#38;q=calvary%20cemetery%20queens&#38;um=1&#38;ie=UTF-8&#38;sa=N&#38;tab=wi" target="_blank">by most</a>.</p>
<p>The tower called the Empire State building was built, almost as an act of pure will, by a former newsboy from South Street.</p>
<p>from <a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Empire_State_Building" target="_blank">wikipedia</a></p>
<p style="padding-left:30px;"><em>The Empire State Building is a 102-story landmark Art Deco skyscraper in New York City at the intersection of Fifth Avenue and West 34th Street. Its name is derived from the nickname for the state of New York. It stood as the world&#8217;s tallest building for more than forty years, from its completion in 1931 until construction of the World Trade Center&#8217;s North Tower was completed in 1972. Following the destruction of the World Trade Center in 2001, the Empire State Building once again became the tallest building in New York City and New York State.</em></p>
<p><a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/mitchwaxman/4095446595/in/set-72157622783082766" target="_blank"><img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2496/4095446595_d5c82fb23c.jpg" alt="" /></a></p>
<p><em>- photo by Mitch Waxman</em></p>
<p>The people buried here arrived in and encountered a very different city- a divergent concept of a city- than the one we imagine. They were fleeing religious war and famine, and even the hazardous journey to an unknown country was better than staying where they were. The first surge of them was Catholic, they came from Poland, Germany, Italy, and like that newsboy from South Street - Ireland.</p>
<p>Especially Ireland.</p>
<p><em>(the Jews were present as well, but were subsumed by larger descriptions of nationality, and they would describe themselves as Germans or Poles before bringing up religion)</em></p>
<p>Before the Civil War, New York was ruled by the &#8220;<a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Vanderbilt_family" target="_blank">knickerbockracy</a>&#8220;, a social elite who were labeled &#8220;the 400&#8243; by <a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Ward_McAllister" target="_blank">Samuel Ward MacAllister</a>. Greedy poor and useless, immigrant mouths to feed were dumped by the courts of Europe on New York&#8217;s docks, where they instantly took to crime and profligacy. The dregs arrived like ocean waves, and the disgusted Anglophile and Dutch elites saw to it that these wretched masses would be excluded from power and opportunity in the protestant republic.</p>
<p>also <a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Empire_State_Building#Design_and_construction" target="_blank">from wikipedia</a></p>
<p style="padding-left:30px;"><em>The Empire State Building was designed by William F. Lamb from the architectural firm Shreve, Lamb and Harmon, which produced the building drawings in just two weeks, using its earlier designs for the Reynolds Building in Winston-Salem, North Carolina, and the Carew Tower in Cincinnati, Ohio (designed by the architectural firm W.W. Ahlschlager &#38; Associates) as a basis. Every year the staff of the Empire State Building sends a Father&#8217;s Day card to the staff at the Reynolds Building in Winston-Salem to pay homage to its role as predecessor to the Empire State Building. The building was designed from the top down. The general contractors were The Starrett Brothers and Eken, and the project was financed primarily by John J. Raskob and Pierre S. du Pont.</em></p>
<p><a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/mitchwaxman/4096216596/in/set-72157622783082766" target="_blank"><img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2594/4096216596_d77efc98f2.jpg" alt="" /></a></p>
<p><em>- photo by Mitch Waxman</em></p>
<p>Ethnic associations formed amongst the new immigrants, who were victimized by discriminatory policies of government and racial prejudice. One of these ethnic clubs began political organization amongst the <a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Dead_Rabbits" target="_blank">immigrant grass roots</a>, and registered voters began to appear in the <a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/File:Bandit%27s_Roost_by_Jacob_Riis.jpeg" target="_blank">river front slums</a>, and especially in the <a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Five_Points,_Manhattan" target="_blank">Five Points in Manhattan</a>.</p>
<p>from <a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Tammany_Hall" target="_blank">wikipedia</a></p>
<p style="padding-left:30px;"><em>Tammany Hall (Founded May 12, 1789 as the Tammany Society, and also known as the Society of St. Tammany, the Sons of St. Tammany, or the Columbian Order), was the Democratic Party political machine that played a major role in controlling New York City politics and helping immigrants (most notably the Irish) rise up in American politics from the 1790s to the 1960s. It usually controlled Democratic Party nominations and patronage in Manhattan from the mayoral victory of Fernando Wood in 1854 through the election of John P. O&#8217;Brien in 1932. Tammany Hall was permanently weakened by the election of Fiorello La Guardia on a &#8220;fusion&#8221; ticket of Republicans, reform-minded Democrats, and independents in 1934, and despite a brief resurgence in the 1950s, it ceased to exist in the 1960s.</em></p>
<p><a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/mitchwaxman/4095466395/in/set-72157622783082766" target="_blank"><img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2478/4095466395_777127611a.jpg" alt="" /></a></p>
<p><em>- photo by Mitch Waxman</em></p>
<p>Impeachable offense was just part of doing business back then, and the ethnic associations could muster significant and reliable turnouts on election day for whoever was willing to pay. Soon, the associations began to congeal into ethnic blocks. The largest one of them all was called Tammany Hall, and it began to pick its own people to run for office instead of supporting the landed gentry or the degenerate Dutch.</p>
<p>also <a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Tammany_Hall#1890.E2.80.931950" target="_blank">from wikipedia</a></p>
<p style="padding-left:30px;"><a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Empire_State_Building#Design_and_construction" target="_blank"></a><em>Despite occasional defeats, Tammany was consistently able to survive and, indeed, prosper; it continued to dominate city and even state politics. Under leaders like John Kelly and Richard Croker, Charles Francis Murphy and Timothy Sullivan, it controlled Democratic politics in the city. Tammany opposed William Jennings Bryan in 1896.</em></p>
<p style="padding-left:30px;"><em>In 1901, anti-Tammany forces elected a reformer, Republican Seth Low, to become mayor. From 1902 until his death in 1924, Charles Francis Murphy was Tammany&#8217;s boss. In 1927 the building on 14th Street was sold. The new building on East 17th Street and Union Square East was finished and occupied by 1929.[6] In 1932, the machine suffered a dual setback when Mayor James Walker was forced from office and reform-minded Democrat Franklin D. Roosevelt was elected president of the United States. Roosevelt stripped Tammany of federal patronage, which had been expanded under the New Deal—and passed it instead to Ed Flynn, boss of the Bronx. Roosevelt helped Republican Fiorello La Guardia become mayor on a Fusion ticket, thus removing even more patronage from Tammany&#8217;s control. La Guardia was elected in 1933 and re-elected in 1937 and 1941. He was the first anti-Tammany Mayor to be re-elected and his extended tenure weakened Tammany in a way that previous &#8220;reform&#8221; Mayors had not.</em></p>
<p><a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/mitchwaxman/4096235822/in/set-72157622783082766" target="_blank"><img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2661/4096235822_fb15a0db61.jpg" alt="" /></a></p>
<p><em>- photo by Mitch Waxman</em></p>
<p>That boy from the South Street water front, who watched as the <a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Brooklyn_bridge" target="_blank">East River Bridge</a> being built, lost his father at age 13. He left school and went to work, first at an oil company and later at the Fulton Fish Market- which netted him the astounding salary of $15 per week. He developed a certain celebrity in the 4th ward because of his good fortunes, and came to the attentions of the Tammany men, who discovered a certain &#8220;likeability&#8221; in him.</p>
<p>from <a href="http://www.pbs.org/wgbh/buildingbig/wonder/structure/empire_state.html" target="_blank">pbs.org</a></p>
<p style="padding-left:30px;"><em>Built during the Depression between 1930 and 1931, the Empire State Building became the world&#8217;s tallest office building &#8212; surpassing the Chrysler Building by a whopping 204 feet. The design of the building changed 16 times during planning and construction, but 3,000 workers completed the building&#8217;s construction in record time: one year and 45 days, including Sundays and holidays. The Empire State Building is composed of 60,000 tons of steel, 200,000 cubic feet of Indiana limestone and granite, 10 million bricks, and 730 tons of aluminum and stainless steel.</em></p>
<p><a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/mitchwaxman/4095485455/in/set-72157622783082766" target="_blank"><img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2707/4095485455_630364132c.jpg" alt="" /></a></p>
<p><em>- photo by Mitch Waxman</em></p>
<p>By 1895, the young man was appointed a clerk to the Commissioner of Jurors and was noticed by Thomas F. Foley- the boss of Tammany. Shortly, He was an assemblyman in Albany, and spent 12 years gathering patronage and clout in the capital of New York State. By 1913, he had become Speaker of the House and the most influential man in Albany. As a reward for <a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/City_of_Greater_New_York" target="_blank">his services</a>, Tammany appointed him Sheriff of New York, a lucrative position in those days. By 1918, He was elected Governor of New York State and came to national prominence during his 4 terms in office.</p>
<p>In 1928 he ran for President of the United States, this Irish kid from South Street, and a young Franklin D. Roosevelt was honored with placing his name before the convention. He lost to Herbert Hoover, whose many supporters publicly voiced concern about the Tammany contagion spreading into Washington and across the nation. In 1932, he lost the nomination of his party to Franklin D. Roosevelt.</p>
<p>from <a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/History_of_New_York_City_(1898–1945)#Ragtime_Era" target="_blank">wikipedia</a></p>
<p style="padding-left:30px;"><em>Horses were used for transportation in 1900, as they had been throughout the history of the city. There were 200,000 of them in the city, producing nearly 2,500 short tons (2,300 t) of manure daily. It accumulated in the streets and was swept to the sides like snow. The smell was quite noticeable. Introduction of motor vehicles was a profound relief.</em></p>
<p style="padding-left:30px;"><em>The municipal consolidation would also precipitate greater physical connections between the boroughs. The building of the New York City Subway, as the separate Interborough Rapid Transit Company and Brooklyn-Manhattan Transit Corporation systems, and the later Independent Subway System, and the opening of the first IRT line in 1905 marked the beginning of what became a force for population spread and development. The Williamsburg Bridge 1903 and the Manhattan Bridge 1909 further connected Manhattan to the rapidly expanding bedroom community in Brooklyn. The world-famous Grand Central Terminal opened as the world&#8217;s largest train station on February 1, 1913, replacing an earlier terminal on the site. It was preceded by Pennsylvania Station, several blocks to the south.</em></p>
<p style="padding-left:30px;"><em>These years also saw the peak of European immigration and the shifting of that immigration from Western Europe to Southern and Eastern Europe. On June 15, 1904 over 1,000 people, mostly German immigrants, were killed when the steamship General Slocum caught fire and burned in the East River, marking the beginning of the end of the community in Little Germany. The German community was replaced by growing numbers of poorer immigrants on the Lower East Side. On March 25, 1911 the Triangle Shirtwaist Factory fire in Greenwich Village took the lives of 145 mostly Italian and Jewish female garment workers, which would eventually lead to great advancements in the city&#8217;s fire department, building codes, and workplace regulations.</em></p>
<p><a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/mitchwaxman/4096338306/in/set-72157622783082766" target="_blank"><img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2737/4096338306_679d07b1ce.jpg" alt="" /></a></p>
<p><em>- photo by Mitch Waxman</em></p>
<p>Disgusted with politics and betrayed by the last of the Knickerbocker elite, the newsboy governor turned to private business. Amongst other ventures, he became president of that company which would construct the Empire State Building at the height of the Great Depression. <a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Pierre_S._du_Pont" target="_blank">One</a> or <a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/John_J._Raskob" target="_blank">two</a> of his <a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/James_Farley" target="_blank">friends</a> also came in on the venture.</p>
<p>That iconic structure is located, incidentally, on the former site of the original <a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Waldorf-Astoria_Hotel" target="_blank">Waldorf-Astoria Hotel</a>- a regular haunt and preferred meeting place for the elite &#8220;four hundred&#8221;.</p>
<p>from <a href="http://www.greatbuildings.com/buildings/Empire_State_Building.html" target="_blank">greatbuildings.com</a></p>
<p style="padding-left:30px;"><em>The architectural, commercial, and popular success of the Empire State Building depended on a highly rationalized process, and equally efficient advertising and construction campaigns. Skillful designers of Manhattan office buildings, architects Shreve, Lamb, and Harmon were familiar with the imperatives of design and construction efficiency that maximized investors&#8217; returns by filling the building with tenants as soon as possible. &#8230;</em></p>
<p style="padding-left:30px;"><em>The Empire State Building, like most art deco skyscrapers, was modernistic, not modernist. It was deliberately less pure, more flamboyant and populist than European theory allowed. It appeared to be a sculpted or modeled mass, giving to business imagery a substantial character&#8230;</em></p>
<p><a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/mitchwaxman/4142556388/in/set-72157622744161475/" target="_blank"><img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2564/4142556388_09bf99ec33.jpg" alt="" /></a></p>
<p><em>- photo by Mitch Waxman</em></p>
<p>As Governor, this Tammany man  rewrote the labor laws after the Triangle Shirtwaist fire and, oversaw the creation of much of modern New York. As a private citizen, he used his extensive patronage and political muscle to build the Empire State Building in an astounding 410 days. President Herbert Hoover cut the ribbon on opening day, however.</p>
<p>His name was Alfred E. Smith. <a href="http://www.time.com/time/covers/0,16641,19250713,00.html" target="_blank">Al the happy warrior to his constituents</a>.</p>
<p>Governor Smith died October 4, 1944 at 6:28 AM.</p>
<p style="padding-left:30px;"><a href="http://www.history.com/video.do?name=americanhistory&#38;bcpid=1681694255&#38;bclid=1729364838&#38;bctid=1591450123" target="_blank"><em>Click here to listen to a history.com audio file</em></a><em> of Al Smith speaking &#8220;on New York&#8221;. </em></p>
<p style="padding-left:30px;"><em>Click here to access <a href="http://maps.google.com/maps/ms?hl=en&#38;safe=off&#38;num=100&#38;ie=UTF8&#38;msa=0&#38;msid=112724088310970136709.0004705844d656ded21da&#38;ll=40.731848,-73.931779&#38;spn=0.00095,0.001074&#38;t=h&#38;z=20" target="_blank">a google map with the actual location</a> of the monument, which doesn&#8217;t seem to exist anywhere else on the web.</em></p>
<p><a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/mitchwaxman/4142545674/in/set-72157622744161475" target="_blank"><img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2676/4142545674_8981891ba4.jpg" alt="" /></a></p>
<p><em>- photo by Mitch Waxman</em></p>
<p>He lies in Calvary next to his wife, Catherine A. Dunn Smith.</p>
<p>Alongside them are those generations that came to a city -of wooden clapboard walls rising from unpaved roads &#8211; and died in a shining metropolis of glass and steel towers accomplished by their labors. The great city of the age was built by those that lie in Calvary Cemetery, here in the <a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Muladhara" target="_blank">muladhara</a> of the Newtown Pentacle.</p>
<p><strong><em>note:</em></strong> the view of the Empire State Building, from the gravesite of Governor Smith, is obscured by more modern mausoleum monuments.</p>
<p>from <a href="http://www.alsmithfoundation.org/thestatesman.html" target="_blank">alsmithfoundation.com</a></p>
<p style="padding-left:30px;"><em>In 1918, to the surprise of many, he was elected Governor of the State of New York. Although he lost the 1920 election, he ran successfully again in 1922, 1924, and 1926 &#8211; making him one of three New York State Governors to be elected to four terms. While Governor, he achieved the passage of extensive reform legislation, including improved factory laws, better housing requirements, and expanded welfare services. Additionally, he reorganized the State government into a consolidated and business-like structure. </em></p>
<p style="padding-left:30px;"><em>Governor Smith won the Democratic Party&#8217;s nomination for President of the United States in 1928. During his campaign he continued to champion the cause of urban residents. </em></p>
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<title><![CDATA[On death and Life]]></title>
<link>http://xorosxaris.wordpress.com/2009/11/28/on-death-and-life/</link>
<pubDate>Sat, 28 Nov 2009 22:49:07 +0000</pubDate>
<dc:creator>xorosxaris</dc:creator>
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<description><![CDATA[My family and I serendipitously stumbled upon Trinity Church today in New York City. My mother loves]]></description>
<content:encoded><![CDATA[<div class='snap_preview'><p>My family and I serendipitously stumbled upon Trinity Church today in New York City.  My mother loves walking through old cemeteries, so we stopped for a visit.</p>
<p><a href="http://xorosxaris.wordpress.com/files/2009/11/dsc04401.jpg"><img class="aligncenter size-medium wp-image-247" title="Trinity Church" src="http://xorosxaris.wordpress.com/files/2009/11/dsc04401.jpg?w=225" alt="Trinity Church Wall Street" width="225" height="300" /></a></p>
<p>Wandering through these cemeteries, the old ones, gives me a sense of peace and a sense of perspective.  These antique tombstones were custom made, and most have inscribed upon them undying confidence in eternal Life with Jesus.<br />
For many of these people, all that remains to mark their life on earth is a simple tombstone in the churchyard.  Those tombstones that proclaim their ultimate faith in Christ are all that I can use to recreate their life in my mind.  I see groups of people living in New York before the Revolution, living each day with faces turned to God and hands doing His great work.  Dying was just walking through the doorway that they had been approaching all their lives.</p>
<p><a href="http://xorosxaris.wordpress.com/files/2009/11/dsc04410-2.jpg"><img class="aligncenter size-medium wp-image-248" title="Headstones" src="http://xorosxaris.wordpress.com/files/2009/11/dsc04410-2.jpg?w=300" alt="Headstones" width="300" height="214" /></a><br />
Many of the headstones are so old that nothing remains but the stone itself.  No name, no date, no epitaph to identify the skull buried under it.  The only clue to the person&#8217;s life is that he or she chose to be buried or had a family member choose to bury him or her at Trinity Church in New York City.  What a reminder that, though many of our obligations and duties may be worthwhile, the choice for or against Jesus is the one that matters for eternity.</p>
<p>The memorial for Augusta Egleston particularly touched me.<br />
<a href="http://xorosxaris.wordpress.com/files/2009/11/dsc04399-2.jpg"><img class="aligncenter size-medium wp-image-246" title="DSC04399 (2)" src="http://xorosxaris.wordpress.com/files/2009/11/dsc04399-2.jpg?w=225" alt="Augusta Egleston" width="225" height="300" /></a></p>
<p style="text-align:center;">&#8220;She was not ashamed to confess the<br />
faith of Christ crucified, and manfully<br />
fought under His banner against<br />
sin, the world, and the devil,<br />
and continued Christ&#8217;s<br />
faithful soldier and servant<br />
until her life&#8217;s end.&#8221;</p>
<p>What an honor.  I strive to make those words true about my own life.</p>
<p>I also love what is said on the tombstone of William Bradford.</p>
<p style="text-align:center;"><a href="http://xorosxaris.wordpress.com/files/2009/11/dsc04405.jpg"><img class="aligncenter size-medium wp-image-243" title="DSC04405" src="http://xorosxaris.wordpress.com/files/2009/11/dsc04405.jpg?w=500" alt="William Bradford" width="293" height="390" /></a></p>
<p style="text-align:center;">&#8220;&#8230; and being quite worn out,<br />
with Old age and labour , he left his<br />
mortal State in the lively Hope of a<br />
blessed Immortality.<br />
Reader reflect how soon you&#8217;ll quit this Stage.<br />
You&#8217;ll find but few atain to such an Age.<br />
Life full of Pain. Lo here&#8217;s a Place of Rest.<br />
Prepare to meet your GOD, then you are blest.&#8221;</p>
<p>I especially love the phrase, &#8220;and, <em>being quite worn out</em>, &#8230; he left his mortal state in the lively Hope of a blessed immortality.&#8221;  I read it in a very happy, light tone, as if the writer is stating something like, &#8220;And, being quite hungry, he went to the kitchen for a bit of cake.&#8221;  It also sounds like Enoch, who walked with the Lord and simply was no more.  Death was nothing to be feared.<br />
How beautiful a picture of who Christ is!  From the dawn of consciousness, humans have worried about death.  The Epic of Gilgamesh, the oldest recorded human story, follows Gilgamesh as he travels to the ends of the earth to find a cure for death, and subsequent literature has only continued to attempt to make sense of death.  The idea revolts us.  We know innately that we are meant for eternity, yet to so many people death appears to be the end of it all.<br />
Yet Christ is Life!  He comes to bring us Life, and what abundant Life it is!  For His followers, death has no sting.  We walk through Hades&#8217; now-broken adamantine gates and into the arms of our souls&#8217; One True Love.  Instead of the fearful spectre that has haunted the human race for thousands of years, death is simply the gateway to True Life.  Like the infant emerging from the darkness of the womb into the world, death allows us to &#8220;shuffle off this mortal coil&#8221; and proceed into true Life.</p>
<p>I know that when, like these tombstones, all record of my life on earth has been eroded away, my Life will be hid with Christ on high.  Amen.</p>
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<link>http://aalborgexperience.wordpress.com/2009/11/28/great-weekend/</link>
<pubDate>Sat, 28 Nov 2009 18:22:43 +0000</pubDate>
<dc:creator>aalborgexperience</dc:creator>
<guid>http://aalborgexperience.wordpress.com/2009/11/28/great-weekend/</guid>
<description><![CDATA[Está siendo un fin de semana increible. Ayer fue un dia mas o menos light en la uni, y hubo muchas r]]></description>
<content:encoded><![CDATA[<div class='snap_preview'><p>Está siendo un fin de semana increible.</p>
<p>Ayer fue un dia mas o menos light en la uni, y hubo muchas risas comiendo con Eli, Raúl, Fabián y Miguel Ángel en la pizzería del campus. Cuando llegué a casa a las 6 me puse a vaguear un poco y a ver &#8220;The cleaner&#8221; de Samuel L. Jackson. Después de cenar y ducharme estuve viendo con Fabián y Pico &#8220;Unglourious Basterds&#8221; (si aún no la habeis visto no se a qué esperais &#8211; peliculón de Quentin Tarantino, que está loco, se le va la pinza en las películas). A la 1 o asi me fui a la cama después de la llamada de Juan al movil desde la cena de empresa de Nokia, contándome que había tenido que hacer un truco de magia delante de todos los supervisores y que ahora estaban todos borrachísimos después de beber unos 20 chupitos durante la cena (están locos estos ingenieros daneses).</p>
<p>Hoy después de dormir 11 horas, hemos cogido las bicis y nos hemos ido al otro lado de fiordo, a Lindholm, a visitar un cementerio vikingo (guapísimo). Realmente no son más que elipses de piedra en una colina, pero esta guay saber que ahi incineraban a los vikingos en la antigüedad.</p>
<div id="attachment_168" class="wp-caption aligncenter" style="width: 310px"><a href="http://aalborgexperience.wordpress.com/files/2009/11/pb281600.jpg"><img class="size-medium wp-image-168" title="PB281600" src="http://aalborgexperience.wordpress.com/files/2009/11/pb281600.jpg?w=300" alt="" width="300" height="225" /></a><p class="wp-caption-text">Lindholm Høje Viking Cemetery</p></div>
<div id="attachment_169" class="wp-caption aligncenter" style="width: 310px"><a href="http://aalborgexperience.wordpress.com/files/2009/11/pb281601.jpg"><img class="size-medium wp-image-169" title="PB281601" src="http://aalborgexperience.wordpress.com/files/2009/11/pb281601.jpg?w=300" alt="" width="300" height="225" /></a><p class="wp-caption-text">I was there!!</p></div>
<div id="attachment_170" class="wp-caption aligncenter" style="width: 235px"><a href="http://aalborgexperience.wordpress.com/files/2009/11/pb281621.jpg"><img class="size-medium wp-image-170" title="PB281621" src="http://aalborgexperience.wordpress.com/files/2009/11/pb281621.jpg?w=225" alt="" width="225" height="300" /></a><p class="wp-caption-text">Viking tomb</p></div>
<div id="attachment_171" class="wp-caption aligncenter" style="width: 310px"><a href="http://aalborgexperience.wordpress.com/files/2009/11/pb281625.jpg"><img class="size-medium wp-image-171" title="PB281625" src="http://aalborgexperience.wordpress.com/files/2009/11/pb281625.jpg?w=300" alt="" width="300" height="225" /></a><p class="wp-caption-text">Viking sunset</p></div>
<p>El cementerio estaba lleno de cabras vikingas (ver video):</p>
<p><code><span style='text-align:center; display: block;'><object width='425' height='350'><param name='movie' value='http://www.youtube.com/v/SknkK0Cp3Ns&#038;rel=1&#038;fs=1&#038;showsearch=0&#038;hd=0' /><param name='allowfullscreen' value='true' /><param name='wmode' value='transparent' /><embed src='http://www.youtube.com/v/SknkK0Cp3Ns&#038;rel=1&#038;fs=1&#038;showsearch=0&#038;hd=0' type='application/x-shockwave-flash' allowfullscreen='true' width='425' height='350' wmode='transparent'></embed></object></span></p>
<p>De la que volvíamos hemos parado en el mercadillo navideño del centro. Muy entrañable todo. Y nos han dado hot vine y cookies gratis. Hemos visto a Santa Claus y nos hemos hecho una foto en su casa. <img src='http://s.wordpress.com/wp-includes/images/smilies/icon_biggrin.gif' alt=':D' class='wp-smiley' /> </p>
<div id="attachment_172" class="wp-caption aligncenter" style="width: 310px"><a href="http://aalborgexperience.wordpress.com/files/2009/11/pb281640.jpg"><img class="size-medium wp-image-172" title="PB281640" src="http://aalborgexperience.wordpress.com/files/2009/11/pb281640.jpg?w=300" alt="" width="300" height="225" /></a><p class="wp-caption-text">Aalborg Christmas Market</p></div>
<div id="attachment_173" class="wp-caption aligncenter" style="width: 235px"><a href="http://aalborgexperience.wordpress.com/files/2009/11/28112009_018.jpg"><img class="size-medium wp-image-173" title="28112009_018" src="http://aalborgexperience.wordpress.com/files/2009/11/28112009_018.jpg?w=225" alt="" width="225" height="300" /></a><p class="wp-caption-text">Santa Claus</p></div>
<div id="attachment_174" class="wp-caption aligncenter" style="width: 235px"><a href="http://aalborgexperience.wordpress.com/files/2009/11/pb281641.jpg"><img class="size-medium wp-image-174" title="PB281641" src="http://aalborgexperience.wordpress.com/files/2009/11/pb281641.jpg?w=225" alt="" width="225" height="300" /></a><p class="wp-caption-text">Sitting in Santa Claus&#39; Chair</p></div>
<p>Ahora por la noche tenemos cena en casa (chorizo, chistorra, huevos fritos y patatas al horno con cebolla y pimiento, ñam ñam).</p>
<p>Por la noche me tocará trabajar, que mañana tenemos que mandar un email con los avances del proyecto al supervisor y hoy no he hecho nada, y quiero tener el día libre mañana: Barça-Madrid!!</p>
<p>A ver que hace el Oviedín hoy!! Esta siendo un gran fin de semana, asi que si ganan el Oviedo y el Barça puede ser espectacular!!!</p>
<p>&#160;</p>
<p>18 días para volver a casa por navidad!!</p>
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<link>http://zeenah.wordpress.com/2009/11/28/78/</link>
<pubDate>Sat, 28 Nov 2009 07:22:19 +0000</pubDate>
<dc:creator>zeenah</dc:creator>
<guid>http://zeenah.wordpress.com/2009/11/28/78/</guid>
<description><![CDATA[..let&#8217;s just say, I won&#8217;t be the richest man in the cemetery. I laughed after he said th]]></description>
<content:encoded><![CDATA[<div class='snap_preview'><p><em>..let&#8217;s just say, I won&#8217;t be the richest man in the cemetery.</em></p>
<p>I laughed after he said that. He  stared at me, confused. My smile sadly vanished when I realized he really meant he won&#8217;t be the richest man in the cemetery. He didn&#8217;t get the irony of his own statement, that  the richest man in the cemetary is still..dead. Our houses, the trinkets, the clothes, the electronics all serve no purpose six feet under. Yet we cling to them as if they are the only lasting impressions of our life, obsess over them and pretty soon, in the words of Tyler Durden, <em>the things you own, end up owning you.</em></p>
<p>These thoughts take over whenever I go to the cemetery and find myself walking around, reading tombstones: <em>Beloved Husband, Beloved Daughter, Servant of Allah</em>, yet not one read <em>Man of Wealth</em>. All look the same, flat, grey, surrounded by grass and anything living in that grass. I noticed one tombstone reading Fazlur Khan. My mind went to the structural engineer Fazlur R. Khan, the brains behind the Sears Tower and I wondered if this was his grave sight. I found out that it was not, but did manage to find out he was buried in another Chicago cemetery, with the same flat and grey tombstone. I juxtapose that image with one of the huge monuments men have built to mark their gravesites. Then I wonder why the pioneer of the modern skyscraper did not design a superior marker for himself. Sometimes I think it may have been because he was muslim, and in Islam, there is no pizzaz in death. You leave the world just as you arrived, bare. But a part of me wants to believe that beyond that, Fazlur Khan knew there was no point. He had made his impressions on earth when he was alive, when it mattered and made a difference. He could have been buried in an unmarked grave in an unknown village, but people would still know who he was and what he did.</p>
<p>Which leads me to wonder what the point of cemeteries are. Legally, there are steps you must take to discard a body, but why build lasting monuments, tombstones, huge plots for decaying flesh. It is the memory and impressions that make us remember a person as they were. I dont know how else to end this post but with yet another Junoon song. Don&#8217;t forget that in the end, we all become dirt.</p>
<p><em>Mitti main mil jaein gaey bhoolo na</em><br />
<em>Jaein gaey to phir hum laut kay na aaein gaey</em><br />
<em>Bhoolo na</em></p>
<p>We are going back to dirt<br />
Don&#8217;t forget this.<br />
When we go we wont come back.<br />
Don&#8217;t forget this.</p>
<p><em>Khwaab hain jo teri meri aankhon main </em><br />
<em>Saray mitti main mil jaein gaey </em><br />
<em>Bhoolo na</em></p>
<p>The dreams in our eyes<br />
Are going back to dirt.<br />
Don&#8217;t forget it</p>
<p><em>Geet hain jo teri meri sanson main </em><br />
<em>Saray mitti main mil jaein gaey </em><br />
<em>Bhoolo na</em></p>
<p>The songs in our breath<br />
Are going back to dirt.<br />
Don&#8217;t forget it.</p>
<p><em>Raaz hain jo teri meri baaton main<br />
Saray mitti main mil jaein gaey<br />
Bhoolo na</em></p>
<p>Every secret we have between us<br />
Are going back to dirt.<br />
Dont forget this</p>
<p><em> </em></p>
<p><em>Geet hai jo, teri meri saanson mein</em><br />
<em>Khwab hai jo, teri meri ankhon mein</em><br />
<em>Saray mitti main mil jaein gaey</em></p>
<p>The songs on our lips,<br />
The dreams in our eyes.<br />
The secrets in our hearts&#8211;</p>
<p>Everything is going back to dirt.</p>
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<title><![CDATA[Cemetery at Cashel]]></title>
<link>http://cjinnj.wordpress.com/2009/11/27/cemetery-at-cashel/</link>
<pubDate>Fri, 27 Nov 2009 18:57:14 +0000</pubDate>
<dc:creator>cjinnj</dc:creator>
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<description><![CDATA[Daily Photo A cemetery overlooking the countryside at the Rock of Cashel, Ireland. View LARGE On Bla]]></description>
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<p>A cemetery overlooking the countryside at the Rock of Cashel, Ireland.</p>
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<title><![CDATA[raising the dead]]></title>
<link>http://titaniaveda.wordpress.com/2009/11/27/raising-the-dead/</link>
<pubDate>Fri, 27 Nov 2009 04:44:38 +0000</pubDate>
<dc:creator>Titania Veda</dc:creator>
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<description><![CDATA[*Jakarta Globe, 6 February 2009 A man climbs quietly from a grave and closes a white burial cloth th]]></description>
<content:encoded><![CDATA[<div class='snap_preview'><p style="text-align:justify;"><a href="http://thejakartaglobe.com/lifeandtimes/raising-the-dead/306746" target="_self">*Jakarta Globe, 6 February 2009</a></p>
<p style="text-align:justify;">A man climbs quietly from a grave and closes a white burial cloth that shrouds a skeleton. The bones are the color of burned earth and in pieces. A maggot scuttles to hide behind the empty eye socket of the skull. After more than 30 years of interment, all that is left of a once middle-aged adult now fits into a small bundle.</p>
<p style="text-align:justify;">A weathered, wooden plaque with jagged edges bears the name the skeleton once answered to.</p>
<p style="text-align:justify;"><a href="http://titaniaveda.wordpress.com/files/2009/11/at1.jpg"><img class="aligncenter size-full wp-image-557" title="at1" src="http://titaniaveda.wordpress.com/files/2009/11/at1.jpg" alt="" width="497" height="641" /></a></p>
<p style="text-align:justify;">At Menteng Pulo Public Cemetery in South Jakarta, the air is fresh with the scent of blossoming trees and rich earth. A lone mottled mutt threads cautiously among the graves, its skin matted and reddish from the rain and earth. She sits on top of a grave, observing as 50 gravediggers calmly go about their work. They are not burying the dead but raising them, literally, from their graves.</p>
<p style="text-align:justify;">Along a large strip of land near the Cideng River, 10,600 square meters to be exact, emptied graves with ragged edges line the cemetery. The workers have been commissioned by the city administration to unearth about 3,500 plots to make way for a highway linking Jalan Soepomo and Jalan Rasuna Said.</p>
<p style="text-align:justify;">&#8220;Traditionally, you cannot disturb the dead,&#8221; sayd Entong, the head gravedigger. &#8220;But this is a city that is developing, and they need to expand the road.&#8221;</p>
<p style="text-align:justify;">Inside an open grave, Entong breaks up the damp soil with a rusty hoe. His black jeans and feet are encrusted with red earth. He hands the last of the unearthed bones to his assistant to wrap in cloth and take to another burial plot that has been allocated for the exhumed bodies.</p>
<p style="text-align:justify;">&#8220;This one was buried in 1962, so there are very few bones left,&#8221; Entong says, pointing to the decomposed bundle of bones about the size of an infant.</p>
<p style="text-align:justify;">Entong climbs out of the grave and begins to break the gray headstone with his hoe. Pieces of stone fly around him. He has to remove the name plaque embedded in the stone so it can be placed with the remains for identification. His skin is burnished from the 32 years he has worked outdoors as a gravedigger.</p>
<p style="text-align:justify;">&#8220;People call me first when they want to bury someone,&#8221; Entong says.</p>
<p style="text-align:justify;">On this overcast morning, no weeping or hushed prayers for the displaced dead are heard, only the thud of hoes hitting the soil. Entong says it has been two months since the excavation of the graves commenced and it is scheduled to end next week.</p>
<p style="text-align:justify;">&#8220;At the beginning there were more relatives,&#8221; Entong says. &#8220;Now it is rare for families to come even though we have informed them we will be digging up the graves. Maybe they have moved. Maybe they can&#8217;t bear the process.&#8221;</p>
<p style="text-align:justify;">The majority of the graves are Muslim but Entong estimates 800 Buddhist graves will also be uncovered this week.</p>
<p style="text-align:justify;">The remains are being moved to new burial plots further down the road. Unclaimed remains are moved to a cemetery at Kampung Kandang in Cilandak or to Srengseng Sawah Cemetery in South Jakarta, Entong says.</p>
<p style="text-align:justify;">The ground is soft as paste from the ongoing Jakarta showers and he flings it around him as he hoes. An errant and persistent fly flits around his bare feet.</p>
<p style="text-align:justify;">&#8220;We take the remains out, wrap them up and then knock down the gravestone,&#8221; explains Suroh, a caretaker at Menteng Pulo since the &#8217;70s. Wearing a red shirt, a large mole jutting from his chin, he watches Entong work in the distance.</p>
<p style="text-align:justify;">&#8220;I do not cry at anyone&#8217;s funeral,&#8221; Suroh says. &#8220;I am used to them.</p>
<p style="text-align:justify;">&#8220;We are here to fix their homes, their final resting place.&#8221;</p>
<p style="text-align:justify;">It is noon when Entong rests inside a makeshift wooden hut in the middle of the cemetery. The soiled clothes of the caretakers hang to dry nearby on headstones and from overhanging trees.<br />
A caretaker chugs on a motorcycle down the narrow dirt road that runs through the cemetery, ferrying four white bundles to an ambulance for relocation.</p>
<p style="text-align:justify;">&#8220;It is funny. Kaplok, kaplok, kaplok is the sound of the bodies flapping,&#8221; says Suroh as he watches.<br />
&#8220;We are all the same. In the end we will die,&#8221; he adds as he deeply inhales from a clove cigarette.<br />
Under the cool shade of the hut, the men sit in their mud-caked clothes, sipping hot, milky coffee and talk lightheartedly about death. Entong recounts a time when he had to break the legs of a corpse.</p>
<p style="text-align:justify;">&#8220;If I didn&#8217;t, they wouldn&#8217;t fit into the cloth,&#8221; he says.</p>
<p style="text-align:justify;">The kain kapan, or burial cloths, are rough pieces of white cloth two meters in length. &#8220;These ones cost Rp 12,000 [about $1],&#8221; Entong says, pointing to a pile of fabric in a cupboard. &#8220;Cheap ones.&#8221;</p>
<p style="text-align:justify;">The hush is disturbed by the arrival of Iwan Suwandi and his family. Together with his wife, Suwarti, his sister, sister-in-law and grandson, he has come to rebury his son Rachmad.</p>
<p style="text-align:justify;">&#8220;I was shocked to get the notice from the cemetery,&#8221; Suwandi says, of being notified of the disinterment. &#8220;I found out at Lebaran,&#8221; he adds.</p>
<p style="text-align:justify;">A gentle-looking man with glasses and specks of grey through his hair, Suwandi had been ill for the past three months and unable to come to Menteng Pulo earlier.</p>
<p style="text-align:justify;">Wearing a tan fishing hat and checkered shirt, Ali greets Suwandi, whom he knows. The caretaker has been tending Rachmad&#8217;s grave since he was buried here four years ago. An old hand, Ali has worked at cemeteries since 1948 and takes care of 100 plots in Menteng Pulo.</p>
<p style="text-align:justify;">Rachmad, Suwandi&#8217;s third son, died of liver problems at the age of 24. &#8220;I wanted to move him to Bogor but we have no family there,&#8221; says Suwandi, who instead asked for his son&#8217;s body to be moved nearby within the Menteng Pulo cemetery.</p>
<p style="text-align:justify;">Entong is called upon to dig up the body.</p>
<p style="text-align:justify;">&#8220;It is his job to dig. We each have a duty,&#8221; explains Suroh, whose own position is caring for the graves, like Ali.</p>
<p style="text-align:justify;">Entong alternates using his hands and the hoe to scoop out the earth. The burial cloth is laid on the ground beside the grave and he begins to place the unearthed chunks of bone on it. Two assistants crouch nearby to lay them out on the burial cloth. Standing above his son&#8217;s grave, Suwandi&#8217;s face is placid as he calmly inquires about the whereabouts of his son&#8217;s skull.</p>
<p style="text-align:justify;">The wooden headstone reads, Rachmad H. bin Iwan Suwandi, etched black upon painted white wood. Slivers of the skeleton&#8217;s rib cage are taken out one by one. Entong continues to dig and finds a hipbone. Finally, he finds the skull. Suwandi places his hand over his mouth and lets out a small gasp. The family begins to pray. A sniff escapes Suwandi as he continues to look at Entong in the grave.</p>
<p style="text-align:justify;">&#8220;His legs aren&#8217;t here yet,&#8221; Suwandi says.</p>
<p style="text-align:justify;">Entong clears the mud from his hoe and continues digging.</p>
<p style="text-align:justify;">The air is hushed and the smell of rain is heavy on the breeze. &#8220;We forgot to bring an umbrella,&#8221; Suwandi says to his wife, who nods agreement. Their 7-year old grandson, dressed in blue, has his hand on his knees and keeps his gaze intently on the open grave. The women look distressed.</p>
<p style="text-align:justify;">When Ali comes over to help wrap the bones, Suwandi asks if the bundle is heavy. Ali says it isn&#8217;t. Three men wrap the bundle tightly and hand the bones to Suwandi. With steady steps on the slippery, rain-soaked earth, Suwandi carries his son to a prepared burial site, mouthing a silent prayer.</p>
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<p style="text-align:justify;">A little way up the road from where Rachmad was originally buried, a gaping hole six feet deep awaits. The small congregation stops, and Suwandi hands the bundle to a gravedigger as he jumps in the grave. The body is gently returned to him and the gravediggers tell him to open the bundle. &#8220;All of it,&#8221; says one as the other balls up chunks of soil with his hands. &#8220;It is to prop up the body so it does not overturn,&#8221; he explains.</p>
<p style="text-align:justify;">Suwandi carefully tucks his son into his resting place and two men start to fill in the grave. An imam in a black velvet skullcap, propping himself up with a multicolored umbrella, asks for the name of the deceased and begins a low chant. Only the boy&#8217;s name, Rachmad, rings out as the imam crouches by the grave. All else is quiet save for the sound of hoes hitting the ground.</p>
<p style="text-align:justify;">The mother opens a prayer book, her face partially hidden under her black jilbab as she prays along with the imam. Her grandson stands behind her, holding her arm.</p>
<p style="text-align:justify;"><a href="http://titaniaveda.wordpress.com/files/2009/11/at3.jpg"><img class="aligncenter size-full wp-image-556" title="at3" src="http://titaniaveda.wordpress.com/files/2009/11/at3.jpg" alt="" width="496" height="306" /></a></p>
<p style="text-align:justify;">Suwandi straightens his son&#8217;s old headstone and turns his palms up to the sky. The imam moves toward him and they pray side by side. The earth atop Rachmad&#8217;s new grave is choppy and uneven but Ali explains it will be tidied later. He takes out a clove cigarette, lights it and stands before this new grave he will also care for.</p>
<p style="text-align:justify;">A warm wind blows. From a nearby mosque, the resonant call to prayers rings out, echoed softly by surrounding mosques.</p>
<p style="text-align:justify;"><em>(photos: JG/Yudhi Sukma Wijaya)</em></p>
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<link>http://sharpandkeen.wordpress.com/2009/11/26/logansport-indiana-part-1/</link>
<pubDate>Fri, 27 Nov 2009 04:30:55 +0000</pubDate>
<dc:creator>ktelaine</dc:creator>
<guid>http://sharpandkeen.wordpress.com/2009/11/26/logansport-indiana-part-1/</guid>
<description><![CDATA[Welcome to historic Logansport, Indiana! It&#8217;s so old, it&#8217;s overpasses have cave painting]]></description>
<content:encoded><![CDATA[<div class='snap_preview'><p>Welcome to historic Logansport, Indiana! It&#8217;s so old, it&#8217;s overpasses have cave paintings.</p>
<p><a href="http://sharpandkeen.wordpress.com/files/2009/11/cave-paintings.jpg"><img src="http://sharpandkeen.wordpress.com/files/2009/11/cave-paintings.jpg" alt="" title="cave paintings" width="600" height="419" class="alignnone size-full wp-image-642" /></a></p>
<p>This town is forward-thinking though.  Their buildings step up in height just like cell phone signal bars. </p>
<p><a href="http://sharpandkeen.wordpress.com/files/2009/11/at-t-bars.jpg"><img src="http://sharpandkeen.wordpress.com/files/2009/11/at-t-bars.jpg" alt="" title="at&#38;t bars" width="600" height="393" class="alignnone size-full wp-image-641" /></a></p>
<p>And convenience stores made even more convenient because you can drive through them!  </p>
<p><a href="http://sharpandkeen.wordpress.com/files/2009/11/zip-thru.jpg"><img src="http://sharpandkeen.wordpress.com/files/2009/11/zip-thru.jpg" alt="" title="zip thru" width="600" height="400" class="alignnone size-full wp-image-647" /></a></p>
<p>I really liked the font on the City Building. </p>
<p><a href="http://sharpandkeen.wordpress.com/files/2009/11/city-building.jpg"><img src="http://sharpandkeen.wordpress.com/files/2009/11/city-building.jpg" alt="" title="city building" width="600" height="354" class="alignnone size-full wp-image-643" /></a></p>
<p>It looks like pacman. </p>
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<p>The reason we chose to visit Logansport out of the many other small towns in Indiana is because Erica&#8217;s boyfriend, Kevin (or BK as he&#8217;s affectionately known) used to work for the Pharos Tribune, before he was deported back to England.  Here&#8217;s his old place of work.</p>
<p><a href="http://sharpandkeen.wordpress.com/files/2009/11/pharos-tribune.jpg"><img src="http://sharpandkeen.wordpress.com/files/2009/11/pharos-tribune.jpg" alt="" title="pharos tribune" width="600" height="802" class="alignnone size-full wp-image-645" /></a></p>
<p>The other reason to visit Logansport?  They have an awesome carousel!</p>
<p><a href="http://sharpandkeen.wordpress.com/files/2009/11/carousel.jpg"><img src="http://sharpandkeen.wordpress.com/files/2009/11/carousel.jpg" alt="" title="carousel" width="600" height="198" class="alignnone size-full wp-image-646" /></a></p>
<p>Too bad some kid was having her birthday party there so it was closed to the public.  Logansport has some beautiful historic homes. </p>
<p><a href="http://sharpandkeen.wordpress.com/files/2009/11/logansport-houses.jpg"><img src="http://sharpandkeen.wordpress.com/files/2009/11/logansport-houses.jpg" alt="" title="logansport houses" width="600" height="400" class="alignnone size-full wp-image-648" /></a></p>
<p>And some historic homes that need a little work. </p>
<p><a href="http://sharpandkeen.wordpress.com/files/2009/11/historic-homes.jpg"><img src="http://sharpandkeen.wordpress.com/files/2009/11/historic-homes.jpg" alt="" title="historic homes" width="600" height="391" class="alignnone size-full wp-image-649" /></a></p>
<p>I&#8217;m not sure how I feel about the restoration efforts here, though.</p>
<p><a href="http://sharpandkeen.wordpress.com/files/2009/11/restoration-in-process.jpg"><img src="http://sharpandkeen.wordpress.com/files/2009/11/restoration-in-process.jpg" alt="" title="restoration in process" width="600" height="400" class="alignnone size-full wp-image-650" /></a></p>
<p>I feel like those colors work well in New Orleans, but I&#8217;d like something more conservative in the Midwest. I think the next house was my favorite. </p>
<p><a href="http://sharpandkeen.wordpress.com/files/2009/11/my-favorite.jpg"><img src="http://sharpandkeen.wordpress.com/files/2009/11/my-favorite.jpg" alt="" title="my favorite" width="600" height="807" class="alignnone size-full wp-image-651" /></a></p>
<p>It could use some fixing up and some tall trees, but I love the basic shape of the house. Speaking of houses, they are apparently pretty cheap in Indiana.  Here&#8217;s one for less than $50,000!! </p>
<p><a href="http://sharpandkeen.wordpress.com/files/2009/11/houses-are-cheap.jpg"><img src="http://sharpandkeen.wordpress.com/files/2009/11/houses-are-cheap.jpg" alt="" title="houses are cheap" width="600" height="400" class="alignnone size-full wp-image-652" /></a></p>
<p>And you know, Logansport wouldn&#8217;t be that bad to live in. They have a Mr. Happy Burger. </p>
<p><a href="http://sharpandkeen.wordpress.com/files/2009/11/mr-happy-burger.jpg"><img src="http://sharpandkeen.wordpress.com/files/2009/11/mr-happy-burger.jpg" alt="" title="mr happy burger" width="600" height="263" class="alignnone size-full wp-image-653" /></a></p>
<p>Along with this lovely little park near the confluence of the Wabash and Eel Rivers. </p>
<p><a href="http://sharpandkeen.wordpress.com/files/2009/11/turtle-waterway-sign.jpg"><img src="http://sharpandkeen.wordpress.com/files/2009/11/turtle-waterway-sign.jpg" alt="" title="turtle waterway sign" width="600" height="400" class="alignnone size-full wp-image-654" /></a></p>
<p><a href="http://sharpandkeen.wordpress.com/files/2009/11/sparkling-water.jpg"><img src="http://sharpandkeen.wordpress.com/files/2009/11/sparkling-water.jpg" alt="" title="sparkling water" width="600" height="394" class="alignnone size-full wp-image-655" /></a></p>
<p>It was the perfect spot for some self-timer photos. </p>
<p><a href="http://sharpandkeen.wordpress.com/files/2009/11/close-up.jpg"><img src="http://sharpandkeen.wordpress.com/files/2009/11/close-up.jpg" alt="" title="close-up" width="600" height="400" class="alignnone size-full wp-image-656" /></a></p>
<p>Ooops&#8230; too close.  Let&#8217;s try that again. </p>
<p><a href="http://sharpandkeen.wordpress.com/files/2009/11/great-friends.jpg"><img src="http://sharpandkeen.wordpress.com/files/2009/11/great-friends.jpg" alt="" title="great friends" width="600" height="400" class="alignnone size-full wp-image-657" /></a></p>
<p>Much better. </p>
<p>We wandered around town some more.  I saw a cemetery in the distance and naturally headed that direction. </p>
<p><a href="http://sharpandkeen.wordpress.com/files/2009/11/cemetery-sunrays.jpg"><img src="http://sharpandkeen.wordpress.com/files/2009/11/cemetery-sunrays.jpg" alt="" title="cemetery sunrays" width="600" height="400" class="alignnone size-full wp-image-658" /></a></p>
<p><a href="http://sharpandkeen.wordpress.com/files/2009/11/cemetery-and-church.jpg"><img src="http://sharpandkeen.wordpress.com/files/2009/11/cemetery-and-church.jpg" alt="" title="cemetery and church" width="600" height="812" class="alignnone size-full wp-image-659" /></a></p>
<p>On our way out of Logansport, we ate more of the cookies we bought at the <a href="http://sharpandkeen.wordpress.com/2009/11/20/delphi-indiana/">Stone House Bakery</a> and thought how much better they would be with some milk, but we didn&#8217;t want to stop at a store. And then we remembered &#8211; the Zip Thru!</p>
<p><a href="http://sharpandkeen.wordpress.com/files/2009/11/zipping-through.jpg"><img src="http://sharpandkeen.wordpress.com/files/2009/11/zipping-through.jpg" alt="" title="zipping through" width="600" height="198" class="alignnone size-full wp-image-660" /></a></p>
<p>We briefly stopped in Monticello on our way home.  Erica humored me by pausing at this abandoned warehouse that caught my fancy. </p>
<p><a href="http://sharpandkeen.wordpress.com/files/2009/11/abandoned-bldg.jpg"><img src="http://sharpandkeen.wordpress.com/files/2009/11/abandoned-bldg.jpg" alt="" title="abandoned building" width="600" height="400" class="alignnone size-full wp-image-661" /></a></p>
<p><a href="http://sharpandkeen.wordpress.com/files/2009/11/typography-ha.jpg"><img src="http://sharpandkeen.wordpress.com/files/2009/11/typography-ha.jpg" alt="" title="typography ha" width="600" height="379" class="alignnone size-full wp-image-662" /></a></p>
<p>I love that Erica is perfectly fine stopping on the side of the road on our way home just because I really wanted a picture of the sun setting over the cornfields.  </p>
<p><a href="http://sharpandkeen.wordpress.com/files/2009/11/golden-cornfields.jpg"><img src="http://sharpandkeen.wordpress.com/files/2009/11/golden-cornfields.jpg" alt="" title="golden cornfields" width="600" height="400" class="alignnone size-full wp-image-663" /></a></p>
<p>That seems like a pleasant way to end my entries from my trip to Indiana.  </p>
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<title><![CDATA[Update: Still A Chance for Mike Pero's Erebus Flight to Antarctica]]></title>
<link>http://pacificeyewitness.org/2009/11/27/update-still-a-chance-for-mike-peros-erebus-flight-to-antarctica/</link>
<pubDate>Thu, 26 Nov 2009 20:00:35 +0000</pubDate>
<dc:creator>pacificEyeWitness.org</dc:creator>
<guid>http://pacificeyewitness.org/2009/11/27/update-still-a-chance-for-mike-peros-erebus-flight-to-antarctica/</guid>
<description><![CDATA[AUCKLAND, NEW ZEALAND &#8211; NOVEMBER 28: Rev Richard Waugh sprinkles the water from Mount Erebus o]]></description>
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<title><![CDATA[Bedford Cemetery]]></title>
<link>http://thebedfordarchive.com/2009/11/26/bedford-cemetery/</link>
<pubDate>Thu, 26 Nov 2009 19:49:26 +0000</pubDate>
<dc:creator>fotdmike</dc:creator>
<guid>http://thebedfordarchive.com/2009/11/26/bedford-cemetery/</guid>
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<title><![CDATA[Trial Bay Gaol: Arakoon State Conservation Area]]></title>
<link>http://onetoday.wordpress.com/2009/11/26/trial-bay-gaol-arakoon-state-conservation-area/</link>
<pubDate>Thu, 26 Nov 2009 06:25:00 +0000</pubDate>
<dc:creator>Particular Kev</dc:creator>
<guid>http://onetoday.wordpress.com/2009/11/26/trial-bay-gaol-arakoon-state-conservation-area/</guid>
<description><![CDATA[Trial Bay Gaol is located within the Arakoon State Conservation Area, not far from South West Rocks ]]></description>
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<p align="justify"><font size="3" face="Calibri">Trial Bay Gaol is located within the Arakoon State Conservation Area, not far from South West Rocks in New South Wales, Australia.</font></p>
<p align="justify"><font size="3" face="Calibri">The gaol was originally built in the 1870s and was used during World War I as an internment site for Germans. There is a small cemetery located outside the gaol grounds for those who died during their internment.</font></p>
<p align="justify"><font size="3" face="Calibri">For more information visit:</font></p>
<p align="justify"><a title="http://www.kevinswilderness.com/NSW/arakoon.html" href="http://www.kevinswilderness.com/NSW/arakoon.html"><font size="3" face="Calibri">http://www.kevinswilderness.com/NSW/arakoon.html</font></a></p>
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<title><![CDATA[Another SCI Cemetery Scandal-- Allegations that SCI Desecrated Graves in LA Cemetery]]></title>
<link>http://siouxsielaw.wordpress.com/2009/11/26/another-sci-cemetery-scandal-allegations-that-sci-desecrated-graves-in-la-cemetery/</link>
<pubDate>Thu, 26 Nov 2009 06:13:42 +0000</pubDate>
<dc:creator>siouxsielaw</dc:creator>
<guid>http://siouxsielaw.wordpress.com/2009/11/26/another-sci-cemetery-scandal-allegations-that-sci-desecrated-graves-in-la-cemetery/</guid>
<description><![CDATA[   This album cover is eerie.  Buy a copy at Amazon. Siouxsie has written about SCI and their cemete]]></description>
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<td>   This album cover is eerie.  Buy a<a href="http://www.amazon.com/Sick-Humor-Lenny-Bruce/dp/B001E91BOK/ref=sr_1_9?ie=UTF8&#38;s=music&#38;qid=1259214248&#38;sr=8-9"> copy at Amazon</a>.</td>
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<p>Siouxsie has written about SCI and their cemetery scandals before:  <a href="http://siouxsielaw.wordpress.com/2009/10/15/136/">here</a>, <a href="http://siouxsielaw.wordpress.com/2009/10/15/136/">here</a>, and <a href="http://siouxsielaw.wordpress.com/2009/11/05/sci-cemetery-scandal-multimillion-dollar-award-upheld/">here</a>.  Until SCI cleans up their act, Siouxsie is going to keep blogging about them. The latest scandal takes place at Eden Memorial Park, in Mission Hills, California, one of the largest Jewish cemeteries in the LA area. It is the burial site of two of the funniest men ever:  Groucho Marx and Lenny Bruce.  But, there is nothing funny about the alleged shenanigans here. </p>
<p>Upon death, Jewish tradition requires that a body be returned to the earth as soon as possible.  Usually, burial takes place within 24-hours of death.  This rush to bury allegedly caused Eden Memorial Park to cut corners.   </p>
<p>This <a href="http://www.cnn.com/2009/US/09/11/siu.cemetery.remains/index.html">story</a> broke in September.  Families brought a class-action lawsuit against SCI (the Wal-Mart of cemeteries and funeral homes) for desecration of graves.  The complaint alleges that the cemetery instructed its groundskeepers to use backhoes to break into buried concrete interment vaults, which contained caskets, to make space for new vaults.   According to the complaint, these actions damaged caskets and caused human remains to fall out.   </p>
<p>For your reading pleasure, here is a copy of the <a href="http://74.125.93.132/search?q=cache:3C-HBcsb0tAJ:www.edenclaims.com/COMPLAINTCONFORMED.PDF+eden+complaint+la+cemetery+scandal&#38;cd=1&#38;hl=en&#38;ct=clnk&#38;gl=us">complaint</a>. </p>
<p>This recent L.A. Times <a href="http://www.latimes.com/news/local/la-me-graves13-2009nov13,0,5184185.story">article</a> brought the scandal to Siouxsie&#8217;s attention.  The article declares that California officials found no wrongdoing at the cemetery.   </p>
<p>Not so fast.  If you read the article closely, it raises a lot more questions than it answers.</p>
<p>The investigators word their denials pretty carefully &#8212; &#8220;We did not find any evidence <em>of 500 graves disturbed over 15 years</em>&#8220;; &#8220;We have not seen any evidence <em>of the kind of massive desecration that [is] being alleged.</em>&#8220;  </p>
<p>Okay then, what was found?  Neither the investigators nor the article says.</p>
<p>The article mentions that state regulators issued a warning letter in June 2008 to Eden Memorial because their investigation found that five graves had indeed been disturbed.  Other than this letter, the state took no other action.   </p>
<p>What? Way to go state officials!</p>
<p>And as for the state&#8217;s &#8221;investigation,&#8221; when family members complained about their desecration concerns, state officials &#8221;asked the dozens of families that contacted officials to look for signs of disturbances &#8212; shifted or cracked gravestones or anything else that appeared altered . . . .&#8221;   Apparently, California&#8217;s budget woes have caused these officials to adopt a DIY approach for consumer complaints.  Or maybe the regulators have seen too many zombie movies and were just waiting for the undead to rise from their graves and tell them about grave desecration at the cemetery.</p>
<p>In any event, Siouxsie is rooting for the plaintiffs to make SCI do the right thing here.  SCI needs to come clean and pay up.  It is obscene to think that SCI may have desecrated Lenny&#8217;s grave.</p>
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<link>http://pentacletest.wordpress.com/2009/11/25/things-you-learn-from-being-a-ghoul/</link>
<pubDate>Wed, 25 Nov 2009 21:03:16 +0000</pubDate>
<dc:creator>Mitch Waxman</dc:creator>
<guid>http://pentacletest.wordpress.com/2009/11/25/things-you-learn-from-being-a-ghoul/</guid>
<description><![CDATA[St. Michael&#8217;s Cemetery- photo by Mitch Waxman As has been mentioned in the past, your humble n]]></description>
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<p><em>St. Michael&#8217;s Cemetery- photo by Mitch Waxman</em></p>
<p>As has been mentioned in the past, your humble narrator suffers from a serious health condition, which necessitates regular physical exercise be performed as a curative. These long walks around the Newtown Pentacle, prescriptive in their origins, have made me curious about the things I encounter. Notwithstanding the industrial wonders of Newtown Creek or that clockwork malevolence of marching progress evidenced in Long Island City, desire arises in my heart for quiet&#8230; peace&#8230; and the company of some semblance of nature.</p>
<p>Here in northwestern Queens, the closest thing to a sylvan glade available to the public for peaceful perambulation are graveyards.</p>
<p><a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/mitchwaxman/4132494205/in/set-72157622744161475" target="_blank"><img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2574/4132494205_11ea1b18f7.jpg" alt="" /></a></p>
<p><em>St. Michael&#8217;s Cemetery- photo by Mitch Waxman</em></p>
<p>Despite my great affection for the viridian devastation of <a href="http://newtownpentacle.com/2009/11/23/tales-of-calvary-5-shade-and-stillness/" target="_blank">Calvary Cemetery</a>, it is quite a long walk from ruby lipped Astoria to the blighted hillocks of Blissville, and in these days of approaching winter- the sun&#8217;s journey ends in late afternoon. <a href="http://newtownpentacle.com/2009/08/05/calvary-cemetery-walk/" target="_blank">Calvary will consume you</a>, if you stray too far from the light, and the wise visit it early in the day.</p>
<p>A mere half mile from Newtown Pentacle HQ, however, can be found <a href="http://www.stmichaelscemetery.com/" target="_blank">St. Michael&#8217;s</a>. 88 acres of manicured grounds, St. Michael&#8217;s is an island of calm in the middle of Astoria. Unlike Calvary, <a href="http://maps.google.com/maps?hl=en&#38;safe=off&#38;num=100&#38;q=st.+michaels+cemetery+queens+ny&#38;ie=UTF8&#38;hq=st.+michaels+cemetery&#38;hnear=Queens,+New+York&#38;t=h&#38;z=12&#38;iwloc=A" target="_blank">St. Michael&#8217;s</a> is a nonsectarian burial ground, and exhibits the legendary diversity of populations for which Queens is renowned worldwide within its loamy depths.</p>
<p><em><strong>(we&#8217;ll be exploring St. Michael&#8217;s more thoroughly in future posts, but for now&#8230;)</strong></em></p>
<p>Recently, on one of my ghoulish walks around the place, I encountered strange fruit.</p>
<p>from <a href="http://www.stmichaelscemetery.com/" target="_blank">St. Michael&#8217;s</a></p>
<p style="padding-left:30px;"><em>St. Michael’s Cemetery is situated in the borough of Queens in New York City. Established in 1852, St. Michael’s is one of the oldest religious, nonprofit cemeteries in the New York City metropolitan area which is open to people of all faiths. It is owned and operated by St. Michael’s Church, an Episcopal congregation located on the Upper West Side of Manhattan.</em></p>
<p style="padding-left:30px;"><em>The original property for St. Michael’s Cemetery was purchased in 1852 by the Rev. Thomas McClure Peters and occupied seven acres. Over the years St. Michael’s gradually acquired additional land to its present size of approximately eighty-eight acres. Because it was Dr. Peters intention to provide a final dignified resting place for the poor who could not otherwise afford it, areas within the cemetery were assigned to other free churches and institutions of New York City. These areas are still held for the institutions they were assigned. As a service to its diverse constituency, St. Michael’s continues to this day provide burial space for individuals and families from all classes, religions and ethnicities. St. Michael’s reflects the demographic and historical trends of New York City. Walking through the older sections of the cemetery, you will find burials representing the 19th and early 20th century immigrants.</em></p>
<p style="padding-left:30px;"><em>In the late 1980’s St. Michael’s began building community mausoleums in order to more efficiently utilize the remaining unoccupied space and offer attractive, affordable final resting places. Currently, we are planning a new mausoleum complex at 49th Street and Grand Central Parkway Service Road.</em></p>
<p><a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/mitchwaxman/4133260870/in/set-72157622744161475" target="_blank"><img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2675/4133260870_8a32ec280b.jpg" alt="" /></a></p>
<p><em>St. Michael&#8217;s Cemetery- photo by Mitch Waxman</em></p>
<p>About the size of an orange, or large apple, the ruggose skin of the fruit had a sickly yellow-green coloration. Abundant, the fallen spores were obviously in season. Ignorant of the specificities of arborial lore, nocturnal researches of North American cultivars suggested that this sort of ovum was typical of an Osage Orange- <a href="http://lib.oh.us/tree/fact%20pages/osage_orange/osage_orange.html" target="_blank">Maclura pomifera</a> to those in the know.</p>
<p>from <a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Maclura_pomifera" target="_blank">wikipedia</a></p>
<p style="padding-left:30px;"><em>Osage-orange, Horse-apple, Bois D&#8217;Arc, or Bodark (Maclura pomifera) is a small deciduous tree or large shrub, typically growing to 8–15 metres (26–49 ft) tall. It is dioeceous, with male and female flowers on different plants. The fruit, a multiple fruit, is roughly spherical, but bumpy, and 7–15 cm in diameter, and it is filled with a sticky white latex sap. In fall, its color turns a bright yellow-green and it has a faint odor similar to that of oranges.</em></p>
<p style="padding-left:30px;"><em>Maclura is closely related to the genus Cudrania, and hybrids between the two genera have been produced. In fact, some botanists recognize a more broadly defined Maclura that includes species previously included in Cudrania and other genera of Moraceae.</em></p>
<p style="padding-left:30px;"><em>Osajin and Pomiferin are flavonoid pigments present in the wood and fruit, comprising about 10% of the fruit&#8217;s dry weight. The plant also contains the flavonol morin.</em></p>
<p style="padding-left:30px;"><em>Recent research suggests that elemol, another component extractable from the fruit, shows promise as a mosquito repellent with similar activity to DEET in contact and residual repellency.</em></p>
<p><a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/mitchwaxman/4132504027/in/set-72157622744161475" target="_blank"><img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2631/4132504027_7a1582ff59.jpg" alt="" /></a></p>
<p><em>St. Michael&#8217;s Cemetery, <a href="http://lib.oh.us/tree/fact%20pages/osage_orange/osage_orange.html" target="_blank">Maclura pomifera</a>, or Osage Orange  fruit<span style="font-style:normal;"> <em>- photo by Mitch Waxman</em></span></em></p>
<p>An important plant to the native american cultures, the Osage Orange tree produces wood which is dense and fibrous, ideal for the body of a Bow and it is one of the highest rated &#8220;<a href="http://permaculturetokyo.blogspot.com/2006/05/top-10-fuel-trees-for-zone-5-and-above.html" target="_blank">fuel woods</a>&#8220;. Resistant to insect and fungus, Osage wood is also prized for use in fenceposts. It grows in the form of a dense thorned thicket surrounding the central trunk, and produces the &#8220;orange&#8221; which is largely passed over by mammalian scavengers like Squirrels and <a href="http://newtownpentacle.com/2009/11/01/astoria-raccoons/" target="_blank">Raccoons</a>. Prized by Horses and Mules (horse apples), the original range of the tree was confined to the southwest, but its value as a hedge plant and naturally replenishing cattle fence was instrumental in it being planted all over North America.</p>
<p>from <a href="http://www.ipm.iastate.edu/ipm/hortnews/1997/10-10-1997/hedgeapple.html" target="_blank">horticulture and home pest news</a></p>
<p style="padding-left:30px;"><em>The Osage-orange is native to a small area in eastern Texas, southeastern Oklahoma, and southwestern Arkansas. This region was also the home of the Osage Indians, hence the common name of Osage-orange. White settlers moving into the region found that the Osage-orange possessed several admirable qualities. It is a tough and durable tree, transplants easily, and tolerates poor soils, extreme heat, and strong winds. It also has no serious insect or disease problems. During the mid-nineteenth century, it was widely planted by midwest farmers, including those in southern Iowa, as a living fence. When pruned into a hedge, it provided an impenetrable barrier to livestock. The widespread planting of Osage-orange stopped with the introduction of barbed wire. Many of the original hedges have since been destroyed or died. However, some of the original trees can still be found in fence rows in southern Iowa. Trees have also become naturalized in pastures and ravines in southern areas of the state.</em></p>
<p><a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/mitchwaxman/4133268714/in/set-72157622744161475" target="_blank"><img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2786/4133268714_e077bd12dd.jpg" alt="" /></a></p>
<p><em>St. Michael&#8217;s Cemetery, <a href="http://lib.oh.us/tree/fact%20pages/osage_orange/osage_orange.html" target="_blank">Maclura pomifera</a>, or Osage Orange  fruit<span style="font-style:normal;"> <em>- photo by Mitch Waxman</em></span></em></p>
<p>Like all fruiting plants, an animal conspirator is required to complete the life cycle of the Osage Orange, expanding its range via the digestive processes of a ranging forager. Ever efficient, nature would not waste its time producing an energy rich fruit that attracts no living animal to it. Theories abound as to the identity of this partner organism, and an extinct equine is one of the evolutionary vectors theorized to have played this role for the Osage <em>(thought likely due to the browsing preferences of modern Horse and Mule)</em>, but an <a href="http://www.thegreatstory.org/anachronistic_fruits/anachronistic_fruits_for_printing.pdf" target="_blank">intriguing notion is put forth by Connie Barlow of Harvard&#8217;s Arnold Arboretum</a> who offers the theory that the anachronistic fruit of the Osage Orange&#8217;s partner animal was in fact a long extinct <a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Mammoth" target="_blank">North American Elephant- the Mammoth</a>.</p>
<p>Practicers of the left handed path of forbidden knowledge prize Osage wood for usage in wands, believing it to be useful when invoking mysterious spirits emanating from the bowels of the earth- those never human elemental intelligences, and the spirit animal guides associated with Native American Shamanic beliefs.</p>
<p>from <a href="http://gardening.yardener.com/OsageOrange.html" target="_blank">gardening.yardener.com</a></p>
<p style="padding-left:30px;"><em>Osage-Orange is a native tree coming from a relatively small area in eastern Oklahoma, portions of Missouri, Texas and Arkansas. While used for centuries by native Americans in its original area for war clubs and bows, it was the first tree Lewis and Clark sent back east from St. Louis in 1804. Yet, with that modest beginning, the Osage-Orange probably has been planted in greater numbers throughout the United States in the 19th and early 20th century than almost any other tree species in North America. Because of its value as a natural hedgerow fence, it made agricultural settlement of the prairies possible, it then led directly to the invention of barbed wire in 1874, and then provided most of the posts for the wire that fenced the West. It is still considered the best wood for making archer’s bows. The Osage-Orange is one of America’s more interesting natives. It has at least two Internet web sites dedicated to keeping Osage-Orange enthusiasts informed (see <a href="http://www.osageorange.com/" target="_blank">www.osageorange.com</a> and <a href="http://hedgeapple.com/" target="_blank">www.hedgeapple.com</a>).</em></p>
<p><strong>Happy Thanksgiving.</strong></p>
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<link>http://newtownpentacle.com/2009/11/25/things-you-learn-from-being-a-ghoul/</link>
<pubDate>Wed, 25 Nov 2009 21:03:16 +0000</pubDate>
<dc:creator>Mitch Waxman</dc:creator>
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<description><![CDATA[St. Michael&#8217;s Cemetery- photo by Mitch Waxman As has been mentioned in the past, your humble n]]></description>
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<p><em>St. Michael&#8217;s Cemetery- photo by Mitch Waxman</em></p>
<p>As has been mentioned in the past, your humble narrator suffers from a serious health condition, which necessitates regular physical exercise be performed as a curative. These long walks around the Newtown Pentacle, prescriptive in their origins, have made me curious about the things I encounter. Notwithstanding the industrial wonders of Newtown Creek or that clockwork malevolence of marching progress evidenced in Long Island City, desire arises in my heart for quiet&#8230; peace&#8230; and the company of some semblance of nature.</p>
<p>Here in northwestern Queens, the closest thing to a sylvan glade available to the public for peaceful perambulation are graveyards.</p>
<p><a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/mitchwaxman/4132494205/in/set-72157622744161475" target="_blank"><img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2574/4132494205_11ea1b18f7.jpg" alt="" /></a></p>
<p><em>St. Michael&#8217;s Cemetery- photo by Mitch Waxman</em></p>
<p>Despite my great affection for the viridian devastation of <a href="http://newtownpentacle.com/2009/11/23/tales-of-calvary-5-shade-and-stillness/" target="_blank">Calvary Cemetery</a>, it is quite a long walk from ruby lipped Astoria to the blighted hillocks of Blissville, and in these days of approaching winter- the sun&#8217;s journey ends in late afternoon. <a href="http://newtownpentacle.com/2009/08/05/calvary-cemetery-walk/" target="_blank">Calvary will consume you</a>, if you stray too far from the light, and the wise visit it early in the day.</p>
<p>A mere half mile from Newtown Pentacle HQ, however, can be found <a href="http://www.stmichaelscemetery.com/" target="_blank">St. Michael&#8217;s</a>. 88 acres of manicured grounds, St. Michael&#8217;s is an island of calm in the middle of Astoria. Unlike Calvary, <a href="http://maps.google.com/maps?hl=en&#38;safe=off&#38;num=100&#38;q=st.+michaels+cemetery+queens+ny&#38;ie=UTF8&#38;hq=st.+michaels+cemetery&#38;hnear=Queens,+New+York&#38;t=h&#38;z=12&#38;iwloc=A" target="_blank">St. Michael&#8217;s</a> is a nonsectarian burial ground, and exhibits the legendary diversity of populations for which Queens is renowned worldwide within its loamy depths.</p>
<p><em><strong>(we&#8217;ll be exploring St. Michael&#8217;s more thoroughly in future posts, but for now&#8230;)</strong></em></p>
<p>Recently, on one of my ghoulish walks around the place, I encountered strange fruit.</p>
<p>from <a href="http://www.stmichaelscemetery.com/" target="_blank">St. Michael&#8217;s</a></p>
<p style="padding-left:30px;"><em>St. Michael’s Cemetery is situated in the borough of Queens in New York City. Established in 1852, St. Michael’s is one of the oldest religious, nonprofit cemeteries in the New York City metropolitan area which is open to people of all faiths. It is owned and operated by St. Michael’s Church, an Episcopal congregation located on the Upper West Side of Manhattan.</em></p>
<p style="padding-left:30px;"><em>The original property for St. Michael’s Cemetery was purchased in 1852 by the Rev. Thomas McClure Peters and occupied seven acres. Over the years St. Michael’s gradually acquired additional land to its present size of approximately eighty-eight acres. Because it was Dr. Peters intention to provide a final dignified resting place for the poor who could not otherwise afford it, areas within the cemetery were assigned to other free churches and institutions of New York City. These areas are still held for the institutions they were assigned. As a service to its diverse constituency, St. Michael’s continues to this day provide burial space for individuals and families from all classes, religions and ethnicities. St. Michael’s reflects the demographic and historical trends of New York City. Walking through the older sections of the cemetery, you will find burials representing the 19th and early 20th century immigrants.</em></p>
<p style="padding-left:30px;"><em>In the late 1980’s St. Michael’s began building community mausoleums in order to more efficiently utilize the remaining unoccupied space and offer attractive, affordable final resting places. Currently, we are planning a new mausoleum complex at 49th Street and Grand Central Parkway Service Road.</em></p>
<p><a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/mitchwaxman/4133260870/in/set-72157622744161475" target="_blank"><img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2675/4133260870_8a32ec280b.jpg" alt="" /></a></p>
<p><em>St. Michael&#8217;s Cemetery- photo by Mitch Waxman</em></p>
<p>About the size of an orange, or large apple, the ruggose skin of the fruit had a sickly yellow-green coloration. Abundant, the fallen spores were obviously in season. Ignorant of the specificities of arborial lore, nocturnal researches of North American cultivars suggested that this sort of ovum was typical of an Osage Orange- <a href="http://lib.oh.us/tree/fact%20pages/osage_orange/osage_orange.html" target="_blank">Maclura pomifera</a> to those in the know.</p>
<p>from <a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Maclura_pomifera" target="_blank">wikipedia</a></p>
<p style="padding-left:30px;"><em>Osage-orange, Horse-apple, Bois D&#8217;Arc, or Bodark (Maclura pomifera) is a small deciduous tree or large shrub, typically growing to 8–15 metres (26–49 ft) tall. It is dioeceous, with male and female flowers on different plants. The fruit, a multiple fruit, is roughly spherical, but bumpy, and 7–15 cm in diameter, and it is filled with a sticky white latex sap. In fall, its color turns a bright yellow-green and it has a faint odor similar to that of oranges.</em></p>
<p style="padding-left:30px;"><em>Maclura is closely related to the genus Cudrania, and hybrids between the two genera have been produced. In fact, some botanists recognize a more broadly defined Maclura that includes species previously included in Cudrania and other genera of Moraceae.</em></p>
<p style="padding-left:30px;"><em>Osajin and Pomiferin are flavonoid pigments present in the wood and fruit, comprising about 10% of the fruit&#8217;s dry weight. The plant also contains the flavonol morin.</em></p>
<p style="padding-left:30px;"><em>Recent research suggests that elemol, another component extractable from the fruit, shows promise as a mosquito repellent with similar activity to DEET in contact and residual repellency.</em></p>
<p><a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/mitchwaxman/4132504027/in/set-72157622744161475" target="_blank"><img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2631/4132504027_7a1582ff59.jpg" alt="" /></a></p>
<p><em>St. Michael&#8217;s Cemetery, <a href="http://lib.oh.us/tree/fact%20pages/osage_orange/osage_orange.html" target="_blank">Maclura pomifera</a>, or Osage Orange  fruit<span style="font-style:normal;"> <em>- photo by Mitch Waxman</em></span></em></p>
<p>An important plant to the native american cultures, the Osage Orange tree produces wood which is dense and fibrous, ideal for the body of a Bow and it is one of the highest rated &#8220;<a href="http://permaculturetokyo.blogspot.com/2006/05/top-10-fuel-trees-for-zone-5-and-above.html" target="_blank">fuel woods</a>&#8220;. Resistant to insect and fungus, Osage wood is also prized for use in fenceposts. It grows in the form of a dense thorned thicket surrounding the central trunk, and produces the &#8220;orange&#8221; which is largely passed over by mammalian scavengers like Squirrels and <a href="http://newtownpentacle.com/2009/11/01/astoria-raccoons/" target="_blank">Raccoons</a>. Prized by Horses and Mules (horse apples), the original range of the tree was confined to the southwest, but its value as a hedge plant and naturally replenishing cattle fence was instrumental in it being planted all over North America.</p>
<p>from <a href="http://www.ipm.iastate.edu/ipm/hortnews/1997/10-10-1997/hedgeapple.html" target="_blank">horticulture and home pest news</a></p>
<p style="padding-left:30px;"><em>The Osage-orange is native to a small area in eastern Texas, southeastern Oklahoma, and southwestern Arkansas. This region was also the home of the Osage Indians, hence the common name of Osage-orange. White settlers moving into the region found that the Osage-orange possessed several admirable qualities. It is a tough and durable tree, transplants easily, and tolerates poor soils, extreme heat, and strong winds. It also has no serious insect or disease problems. During the mid-nineteenth century, it was widely planted by midwest farmers, including those in southern Iowa, as a living fence. When pruned into a hedge, it provided an impenetrable barrier to livestock. The widespread planting of Osage-orange stopped with the introduction of barbed wire. Many of the original hedges have since been destroyed or died. However, some of the original trees can still be found in fence rows in southern Iowa. Trees have also become naturalized in pastures and ravines in southern areas of the state.</em></p>
<p><a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/mitchwaxman/4133268714/in/set-72157622744161475" target="_blank"><img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2786/4133268714_e077bd12dd.jpg" alt="" /></a></p>
<p><em>St. Michael&#8217;s Cemetery, <a href="http://lib.oh.us/tree/fact%20pages/osage_orange/osage_orange.html" target="_blank">Maclura pomifera</a>, or Osage Orange  fruit<span style="font-style:normal;"> <em>- photo by Mitch Waxman</em></span></em></p>
<p>Like all fruiting plants, an animal conspirator is required to complete the life cycle of the Osage Orange, expanding its range via the digestive processes of a ranging forager. Ever efficient, nature would not waste its time producing an energy rich fruit that attracts no living animal to it. Theories abound as to the identity of this partner organism, and an extinct equine is one of the evolutionary vectors theorized to have played this role for the Osage <em>(thought likely due to the browsing preferences of modern Horse and Mule)</em>, but an <a href="http://www.thegreatstory.org/anachronistic_fruits/anachronistic_fruits_for_printing.pdf" target="_blank">intriguing notion is put forth by Connie Barlow of Harvard&#8217;s Arnold Arboretum</a> who offers the theory that the anachronistic fruit of the Osage Orange&#8217;s partner animal was in fact a long extinct <a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Mammoth" target="_blank">North American Elephant- the Mammoth</a>.</p>
<p>Practicers of the left handed path of forbidden knowledge prize Osage wood for usage in wands, believing it to be useful when invoking mysterious spirits emanating from the bowels of the earth- those never human elemental intelligences, and the spirit animal guides associated with Native American Shamanic beliefs.</p>
<p>from <a href="http://gardening.yardener.com/OsageOrange.html" target="_blank">gardening.yardener.com</a></p>
<p style="padding-left:30px;"><em>Osage-Orange is a native tree coming from a relatively small area in eastern Oklahoma, portions of Missouri, Texas and Arkansas. While used for centuries by native Americans in its original area for war clubs and bows, it was the first tree Lewis and Clark sent back east from St. Louis in 1804. Yet, with that modest beginning, the Osage-Orange probably has been planted in greater numbers throughout the United States in the 19th and early 20th century than almost any other tree species in North America. Because of its value as a natural hedgerow fence, it made agricultural settlement of the prairies possible, it then led directly to the invention of barbed wire in 1874, and then provided most of the posts for the wire that fenced the West. It is still considered the best wood for making archer’s bows. The Osage-Orange is one of America’s more interesting natives. It has at least two Internet web sites dedicated to keeping Osage-Orange enthusiasts informed (see <a href="http://www.osageorange.com/" target="_blank">www.osageorange.com</a> and <a href="http://hedgeapple.com/" target="_blank">www.hedgeapple.com</a>).</em></p>
<p><strong>Happy Thanksgiving.</strong></p>
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<link>http://cemeterypiss.wordpress.com/2009/11/25/hermann-nitsch/</link>
<pubDate>Wed, 25 Nov 2009 17:19:05 +0000</pubDate>
<dc:creator>cemeterypiss</dc:creator>
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<p><a href="http://www.nitsch.org/">Hermann Nitsch</a>, Viennese Actionist and founder of the Theater of Orgies and Mysteries, was recently featured in the book <a href="https://mmm1932.dulles19-verio.com/slough/store/product_info.php?products_id=52">Blood Orgies: Hermann Nitsch in America</a>.  I got to take a look at the book and watch some videos of his performances and became really excited about his work. These videos were posted by <a href="http://incubate.org/2009/">Incubate</a>, a showcase of independant artists and performers in Tilburg, Holland, and show an &#8220;action&#8221; from 1982. I strongly recommend viewing these full-screen.  This passage from the <a href="http://www.saatchi-gallery.co.uk/">Saatchi Gallery</a> website gives a good, concise summary of Hermann Nitsch&#8217;s work:</p>
<blockquote><p>Hailed by many as the Pope of Viennese &#8216;Aktionism&#8217;, Hermann Nitsch, together with Günter Brus, Otto Mühl, and Rudolf Schwartzkogler, reformed the face of sixties art, shunning the illusionary confines of traditional painting and sculpture, reinventing an art that exists in real, corporeal, and violent terms.</p>
<p>Hermann Nitsch was celebrated and reviled in equal measure as he took the semblance of a pagan ceremony and incorporated robed processions, symbolic crucifixion, drunken excess, nudity, animal sacrifice, the drinking of blood, and the ritualistic incorporation of viscera and entrails. Even today, his audiences aren&#8217;t mere visitors, but active participants in his artistic liturgies.</p></blockquote>
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<title><![CDATA[Damn lying LCD!]]></title>
<link>http://fotdmike.com/2009/11/25/damn-lying-lcd/</link>
<pubDate>Wed, 25 Nov 2009 01:56:00 +0000</pubDate>
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<description><![CDATA[Yesterday&#8217;s little jaunt (Tuesday, that&#8217;d be) started off with a trek to Bedford Park wh]]></description>
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<title><![CDATA[Dead Man Running]]></title>
<link>http://lotgk.wordpress.com/2009/11/24/dead-man-running/</link>
<pubDate>Tue, 24 Nov 2009 13:53:42 +0000</pubDate>
<dc:creator>LOTGK</dc:creator>
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<description><![CDATA[At 50 years old, sooner rather than later I&#8217;m going to end up here. Below ground! But for now,]]></description>
<content:encoded><![CDATA[At 50 years old, sooner rather than later I&#8217;m going to end up here. Below ground! But for now,]]></content:encoded>
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