When you rise in the morning, give thanks for the light, for your life, for your strength. Give thanks for your food and for the joy of living. If you see no reason to give thanks, the fault lies in yourself.
Sitting catercorner to the Lyric Theater is the Old Episcopal Burying Ground. In the 1990’s, one of the many jobs I had was that of landscaper. The backyard of one yard I worked on quite a bit sat adjacent to the OEBG. Only occasionally would I see the groundskeeper, or someone I assumed was the groundskeeper, come and go from the house. I’ve always wanted to go in and look around, especially inside the house. It was originally built as a chapel around 1867, but Christ Church bought the land as a burial plot for their parishioners in 1832. It proved fortuitous when, the following year, there was a major cholera outbreak in Lexington and a third of the church’s congregation died as a result. Many a prominent Lexingtonian and Christ Church parishioner is buried here (not all from cholera, just to be clear). It’s not open to the public. I was just lucky enough to walk by when the groundskeeper opened the gates for two minutes. But they will give private tours. I can see that in my near future for sure.