I meant to title this “Confessions of a New-New Englander” but since I’ve only been here for about two months I don’t think I qualify for the title. 437 more words
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Twenty-three years ago, I blew off my master’s convocation ceremony and went wandering around a cemetery with a young lady. While hundreds gathered on the brick-ringed lawn of the academic quad at Tufts University to march through the glowing gates of new adult life, R. 746 more words
I strolled by the old Granary Burying Ground on Tremont Street in Boston on the way to the Park Street Station. My final destination on this early spring morning was Mount Auburn Cemetery, but I couldn’t help comparing the two burial grounds. 795 more words
Back when it wasn’t nasty out, my friend Matthew and I took a trip to Mount Auburn Cemetery to take some photos. You can see Matthew’s work (as well as some amazing poetry) on Instagram here.