I went with some friends to Bellefontaine Cemetery, where I’ve been many times before, but cloaked in a shroud of snow, it took on a new level of beauty.
A Blog detailing the beauty of St. Louis architecture and the buildup of residue-or character-that accumulates over the course of time.
I went with some friends to Bellefontaine Cemetery, where I’ve been many times before, but cloaked in a shroud of snow, it took on a new level of beauty.
That is always such a fascinating place; one wonders at what today’s cost of replacing some of thos mausoleums would be.
Another proof for the validity of the alleged comments by Fitzgerald and Hemingway about rich people.
I remember going there once as a kid – I asked my Mom why the tombs were all so much bigger than the ones in Calvary (at least where OUR relatives were buried). She replied “Because they are all Protestants here.”