If you know me then you will know that I love anything about American history and especially enjoy a casual stroll through an old cemetery. I recently had the pleasure to spend a few hours with a cousin (Steve V.) driving the many many winding and circling roads in a historic Cincinnati cemetery called Spring Grove Cemetery and Arboretum. You can visit their website here http://www.springgrove.org/sg/history/History.shtm.
I was amazed at the great structures and beautifully designed architecture. Some of the buildings, such like in the picture above are more than a final resting place for families. This particular building is absolutely gorgeous and from the front has two staircases on either side, which lead up to a small chapel. The family members are then buried below the chapel.
I am unsure of the meaning of some of the stones and there was even a few we saw that had a huge wood log on top of the monument (I haven’t quite figured that one out yet). In addition, there were quite a few obelisk’s (in research I found the meaning to be “Rays of the Sun” and comes from the Egyptian culture) and a ton of stones with women holding wreaths. Another section of the cemetery was even called the “Angel” section. Can you figure out the meaning behind the name?
Among the creepy, yet somewhat captivating stones, there were the traditional style of headstones that have been in place, some for centuries, and have started to lean. (I wonder if the spirits moving about during the night had anything to do with the movement of the headstones?)
Even with the variety of headstones, the cemetery had a feel of peace. As you can see by the picture to the left, there were lots of beautifully kept flowers, bridges and even a fountain or two in the lakes around the property.
I had to stop and get a close up of a sad-looking dog. There was no identifying script about the pooch, only the fact that he faced a larger headstone. Could that have been of his master who passed before him that the pup was missing?
As our drive continued, we noticed a few sections that were reserved for infants and children. It broke my heart to see just how many spaces were filled. I could only stand there and imagine the pain and sorrow parents felt when standing in that very spot, knowing they would never see their child again. Lamb headstones marked a great many of these precious spaces.
As we were completing our drive, my cousin drove to the front of the cemetery and showed me a memorial that signified the four seasons. I neglected to capture a photo of it, but believe me it was beautiful.
If you don’t want to make Spring Grove Cemetery and Arboretum your final resting place and join those who were laid to rest some 200 years ago, you can always make it a venue for a wedding. Seriously, no kidding. Hmmm…image how the invitation would read. Perhaps something like…”The future Mr. & Mrs. request your presence on their wedding day at Spring Grove Cemetery and Arboretum as they pledge their love and say their vows to one another...”.
But then again, it could be appropriate when remembering the specific wedding vows of “till death do us part“.