Churches & Cemeteries

Because I have been studying for midterms I have two midterms , I didn’t do a Weekend Update.  I’ve had this waiting in the wings.  Since Halloween is just over a week away, I thought I’d share with you all my love of all things related to the supernatural, horror, creepy, you name it.  I For those who know me, know that I’m not the most religious person, but I love old churches and cemeteries.  I get that to many people, walking around in a cemetery can be a little odd, or even macabre.

I think this macabre inclination comes from my mom’s side of the family, or that I was born 15 minutes before Halloween.  I remember as a little kid going for Sunday drives with my family (usually my mom, brother, grandparents, sometimes my dad, and various aunts, uncles and cousins that were in town visiting) no matter where we went, it seemed like we stopped in a least one cemetery to see where our family members were buried.  My grandpa used to ask “How many people are dead in that cemetery?”  my brother and I would try to count as fast as we can as we drove past.  It took us a while to realize that he was playing a joke on us because most of the time the answer was all of them!

Snowy Angel

Angel

My mom was always into spooky things, she and my aunt would find an abandoned place and go snoop around.  She even wanted to go and try to find Ed Gein’s place while coming through Plainfield on the way back from Wisconsin Dells.

I don’t get new modern churches, they seem cold and impersonal to me. Not like old churches are that warm either, but old churches seem majestic. I also find cemeteries to be a calming place. I will visit my maternal grandparents’ grave every now and then and sit and have a chat with them and my mom (I feel weird talking to my mom’s box of ashes at my dad’s). Once I’m done with my chat, I take a drive through the cemetery, stopping at other family member’s graves. If I see an interesting headstone or sculpture, I’ll take a picture.

I had the luck to go to New Orleans in 2003 as part of the Marquette Band for the Final Four. The one thing I didn’t get to see go to a cemetery there, or do much sight-seeing. Next time I go back, I will have to make that a priority.   Below are some of my favorite pictures.

 

Looking east down Wisconsin Ave, Milwaukee, WI.

Old St. Joe’s at St. Norbert’s College

 

St Joan of Arc Chapel with the Joan of Arc stone.  

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