Washington DC. The national burying ground. Surprise. Enjoy a graveyard. Treat yourself to a leisurely walkabout, after the pomp and monotony of Arlington, with its grim adulation of force as the ultimate problem solver. This is the world's second-best cemetery, the first being the Merry Cemetery, Sapinta, Romania, where each deceased's manner of death, or earlier occupation, is carved as a scene on a cheerful wooden marker. A cemetery with variety in message, attitude: what do some folks say about themselves as they lie here. after the ball is over. Knock knock. Who's here?
Dogs, for one. The canines are welcome. "Permissible to Unleash Dogs Beyond This Point." And there is the nice hose not only for watering plants, but to service the doggy dish.
Congressional Cemetery DC, dogs permitted, with a simple registration. And it works.
This is not a public dog park, however. People have to register if they want to bring dogs, and we found no stray poops. What are the criteria for registering as a dog visitor in this nice cemetery? So sensible. Go online at http://www.congressionalcemetery.org/dogwalking-program. No panicky broad exclusions contemplating chaos if force is not applied, just sensible rules for a caring community.
And there are limits. Dogs are to be kept out of the garden. Fine.
2. Imagination, for two. How shall we remember thee? Let us count the ways.
2.1 The Man of the Up-tipped Cube. Meet Charles Fowler, noted on his grave-block as a writer, educator, sportsman and advocate for arts education.
2.3 Men of the Cenotaphs. A Cenotaph means empty tomb, says the brochure; and about 80 Congressmen are buried here, another 85 or so are not -- the block remains. The purpose was to honor people who died in office. Do we care? Unless the office was a cause of death, the significance escapes. Thank one George Frisbie Hoar in 1870 for stopping the practice, see http://www.nps.gov/nr/travel/national_cemeteries/district_of_columbia/Congressional_Cemetery_Government_Lots.html/. Congressmen could pay a fee and, if they died in office, could enjoy the knowledge that their names would be forever on identical blocks in rows on pedestals with pointy tops.
On and on they go. The ego of it all.
3. Our own. Native Americans are also here. A serious topic, and here, fine people.
3.1 . This, the marker for Push-Ma-Ta-Ha, Choctaw Chief, and also a diplomat and warrior, and officer (soldier?). He served in the War of 1812 at the Battle of New Orleans. This marker seems inconsistent with those views shown at http://www.findagrave.com/cgi-bin/fg.cgi?page=gr&GRid=845, but the insciption, "That the big guns be fired over me," is the same and known as the Push-Ma-Ta-Ha inscription. And the Washington guns indeed fired, with a huge procession for him.
4. Now to force, sneaky compiler of dossiers. Now to Hoover. Must we? Yes. J. Edgar Hoover. He fences himself in, and provides a nice bench to contemplate his final resting place. Head on. Why does the design of the bench legs evoke a certain authoritatian symbol of the 20th Century? Imagine them together. Angled. Fused.
6.1 A gay Vietnam veteran, as the inscription tells us: Leonard Matlovich, see http://www.leonardmatlovich.com/storyofhisstone.html/ He had been in the Air Force, and discharged when he declared his sexual preference. He died of AIDS, but his life and open declarations spurred a movement.
Bronze star: for Leonard Matlovich.
"Partners in life, married in our hearts." Inscription. "Gay pioneers who spoke truth to power. Gay is good." Inscription. Gittings, Lahusen.
6.3 Family support here. An aunt and benefactor of Barbara Gittings, reads this inscription. Katherine Batchelder.
7. Benefactor: Focus beyond self. Ruth Rappaport, funds for fine causes, a life from pre-WWII turmoil, through it, uprootings, finding her relationship, an inspiring life, see http://rappaport-prize.com/en/index.php/about/ruth
8. And the sound of our times for any celebration, parade, dusting.
Musician. John Philip Sousa, and his family's plots also. Do a video search for the marches. Volume up.
Were you surprised? Did you actually enjoy a graveyard, especially after the bowing to the awe and determined cultural grandeur, deifying force, and the tragedies resulting from force, in Arlington. The best part of Arlington is the Lee house.
This is a Cemetery for Choice: Individual choices on how to set self up after self has expired. Compare: Arlington Cemetery is exhausting and uniform in the sense of memorializing military violence mostly, and those who learned and lived by it. Tourist buses glide by there, but not here. No room or interest. Arlington wheels go round and round. Photo op here, photo op there. Better off walking, scrambling about. .
Find fine photographs at http://www.bguthriephotos.com/graphlib.nsf/keys/2013_DC_Cong_Cem
Congressional Cemetery, National Burial Ground, jimson weed. Lovely anyway.
Dogs, for one. The canines are welcome. "Permissible to Unleash Dogs Beyond This Point." And there is the nice hose not only for watering plants, but to service the doggy dish.
Congressional Cemetery DC, dogs permitted, with a simple registration. And it works.
This is not a public dog park, however. People have to register if they want to bring dogs, and we found no stray poops. What are the criteria for registering as a dog visitor in this nice cemetery? So sensible. Go online at http://www.congressionalcemetery.org/dogwalking-program. No panicky broad exclusions contemplating chaos if force is not applied, just sensible rules for a caring community.
And there are limits. Dogs are to be kept out of the garden. Fine.
2. Imagination, for two. How shall we remember thee? Let us count the ways.
2.1 The Man of the Up-tipped Cube. Meet Charles Fowler, noted on his grave-block as a writer, educator, sportsman and advocate for arts education.
This balancing is clever and sleek, and not, clearly, set up by a blockhead. Consider coming grouping 2.3.
2.2 Bar-code Man. Adam Sean Ziolkowski. Sic mors non potuit quot dare vita dabit. Have tried translator sites, so far none pithy or sounding right. Since death is unable, what gives life or what?
On and on they go. The ego of it all.
3.1 . This, the marker for Push-Ma-Ta-Ha, Choctaw Chief, and also a diplomat and warrior, and officer (soldier?). He served in the War of 1812 at the Battle of New Orleans. This marker seems inconsistent with those views shown at http://www.findagrave.com/cgi-bin/fg.cgi?page=gr&GRid=845, but the insciption, "That the big guns be fired over me," is the same and known as the Push-Ma-Ta-Ha inscription. And the Washington guns indeed fired, with a huge procession for him.
Irony: The Government owed money to the Choctaws. Push-ma-ta-ha came to collect, but he died before he got the job done, in 1824: of croup. Finally in 1881, Washington paid the Choctaws. Did they get interest? See bio at http://nativeamerican.lostsoulsgenealogy.com/biographies/pushmataha.htm/ An earlier marker called Push-ma-ta-ha a friend of the white man. Is that because the white man calls anyone friend who does not succeed in collecting on debts owed by the white man? At least, not for a long time?
3.2 . Taza, Son of Cochise. His tribe was the Chiricahua Apaches, and he was the chosen leader, trained by his father, to succeed him. The story of Taza is more typical of the fate of many indigenous people who get conquered: he was put in little theater shows by the Indian Agent at the time, one John Clum, so the Indians could finance their own trip to Washington. Their purpose was to protest the closing of reservations, so whites could take the land. The Indians they became part of a side show, those Wild West shows. He was a man of honor. See http://blog.nmai.si.edu/main/2013/04/buried-history-hear-me-my-chiefs.htm/
Taza is featured in the brochure at the National Burying Ground. Some put remembrance stones on his gravestone, however, as seen on graves of some of the Jewish persons here. His story formed a basis, somewhat, of the film, Taza, Son of Cochise, from 1954 and with Rock Hudson. Name: also spelled Tahzay.
3.3 Shrouded dead. Green burials. The Congressional Cemetery receives Green Burials, the body merely wrapped, shrouded, and lowered into the ground, no coffin required. See http://www.congressionalcemetery.org/types-interment. No vaults, no liners, no embalming required. Headstones are optional. The fee depends on how deep the hole must be at time of need, see http://www.congressionalcemetery.org/general-price-list. To use your plot, for which you have purchased an interment right, it must be fully paid for. http://www.congressionalcemetery.org/funerals-and-burials/ Your purchase lasts 75 years and if you do not use it in that time, it reverts.
5. Welcome simplicity. A stone, literally, with Hebrew inscription, for one Michael Taylor Epstein
A quick search did not unearth a biography. To continue. Fine stone, and a subtle Star of David.
6. A cluster for human rights: The rights of gays, lesbians, same-gendered couples to each other, and dignity.6.1 A gay Vietnam veteran, as the inscription tells us: Leonard Matlovich, see http://www.leonardmatlovich.com/storyofhisstone.html/ He had been in the Air Force, and discharged when he declared his sexual preference. He died of AIDS, but his life and open declarations spurred a movement.
Another, in the area: "If you have done nothing to erase prejudice, wherever it exists, best weep for yourself and your country." Cliff Anchor.
Bronze star: for Leonard Matlovich.
6.2 Barbara Gittings, and Kay Tobin Lahusen, gay civil rights: Pioneers http://archives.nypl.org/mss/6397
8. And the sound of our times for any celebration, parade, dusting.
Musician. John Philip Sousa, and his family's plots also. Do a video search for the marches. Volume up.
He and his father were each a marine. He is here with all the other sousaphones.
Were you surprised? Did you actually enjoy a graveyard, especially after the bowing to the awe and determined cultural grandeur, deifying force, and the tragedies resulting from force, in Arlington. The best part of Arlington is the Lee house.
This is a Cemetery for Choice: Individual choices on how to set self up after self has expired. Compare: Arlington Cemetery is exhausting and uniform in the sense of memorializing military violence mostly, and those who learned and lived by it. Tourist buses glide by there, but not here. No room or interest. Arlington wheels go round and round. Photo op here, photo op there. Better off walking, scrambling about. .
Find fine photographs at http://www.bguthriephotos.com/graphlib.nsf/keys/2013_DC_Cong_Cem
Congressional Cemetery, National Burial Ground, jimson weed. Lovely anyway.