So says the gravestone of Thomas Lee Hackett, buried in 1877. Yep, we've started hanging out in cemeteries. Mount Royal Cemetery, all 165 acres of it, is an amazing place to see on a beautiful autumn day.
The aforementioned memorial.
The rolling terrain on the back-side of Mont Royal allows for some awe-inspiring views, with the dome of St Joseph's Oratory in the distance.
Definitely a place we'll have to go back to, after a bit of research on where to find the graves of people like Sir John Abbot, John Redpath, Joe Beef, and Mordecai Richler. And then there's the Catholic cemetery - another 343 acres...
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Oh DUDE!!! I LOVE cemeteries!!! And I was DELIGHTED to discover my aunt on my dad's side does as well. She was thrilled to know she had a family member with the same creepy passion! Imagine hanging out in cemeteries in IRELAND!! St Andrew's church in Lockport???Love it! The history is unbelieveable! Soldiers who died at lower fort garry are in there! I think one even froze to death?? It makes school learning so real! "You mean LFG isn't just a place to make soap with the lady in the long dress??"
Uh...I didn't sign in as SOMEONE. I swear. Must be a ghost, what with all this talk about cemeteries and all...
I noticed that Schick's gravestone is in the second last pic. Was it the founder of Schick Blades? Is that a hint that you should shave your Movember moustachio? Or at least a hint to Steve to do that? :)
I enjoy cemeteries too...there is something peaceful and restful about them in way. They are also one of the few places where you can be almost guaranteed quiet.
Sheri-Lee
Yup, that's Mr. Shick, inventor of the electric razor in 1928. No hint at shaving my moustache. In fact, I probably wouldn't need to shave my Movember moustache until, oh, say April or so. Grrrr....
The history in this cemetery was fascinating - I can only imagine what an old graveyard in Ireland would be like! Sadly, we came across an area set aside for children, with tiny, very weathered stones, at least one of them just saying "Baby". That was a sobering sight/site.
A little less sobering was the Molson mausoleums - three large stone fronts set into the side of the hill, with a huge stone 'lighthouse' standing over them, and each with a huge cast-iron gate, complete with voluptuous bare-breasted guardians.
I am joining the cemetery-loving group too. I loved Mt. Pleasant Cemetery in Toronto. Seems like the loved ones of the "barbarously murdered" guy were having a tough time dealing with their grief and bitterness.
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