“Passion doesn’t come from business or books or even a connection with another person. It is a connection to your own life force, the world around you and the spirit that connects us all. You are the source. Books, work, music, people, sunsets all provide sparks, but only you can light the fire.”
~ Jennifer James
hidden crypts
Yesterday, Wendy Bright wanted to see Henry Clay’s tomb at the Lexington Cemetery, so off we went. Lexington Cemetery, formed in 1848, is world renown for it’s gardens, particularly in the spring when the large variety of trees are in bloom. The cemetery was primarily designed by a Scotsman named Bell who intended it to be very park-like. In any case, we’re walking at the foot of Henry’s tomb yesterday when I see a road, or what used to be a road that now trails off into the grass. On the cemetery map I looked at later, the entrance and exit of this one time road are still marked on the map in Lot L. The website’s history says Lot L was developed in 1851. From where we were standing at the foot of Henry’s tomb I could also see the top of a structure very near where the used-to-be-road takes a curve beside the hill. I convinced Wendy and Stacy to follow me. We walked the old path down into this earthen bowl. There are no obvious graves, though its crest is lined with some of the oldest tombstones, suggesting the deep pit had been a pond, though research thus far says nothing about a water source in this area. Stranger still, as we kept walking, we came upon these mausoleums that time has clearly forgotten save for the gardener’s path following the old road carved through dense brush. The vegetation was so thick that even in the photo you can’t tell it was a bright, sunshiny day. I found it fascinating. I’ve done just a bit of research and can’t find any information about these mausoleums, or about the lack of graves in Lot L. I can only suspect that this old road was at one time part of the main entrance. The current entrance, with the stone chapel/office and iron gates, came about some decades later, in the 1880’s I think. Whatever the case, it was a great adventure. I can’t wait to go back when the leaves begin to turn in Autumn, and I can’t wait to learn more about this place.
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