Wordless Wednesday: Remembering The Faithful Departed

Your photo evokes the feelings of quiet coolness and peacefulness I often feel in the cemetery. A time and place of warm remembrance, while looking forward to seeing those I love and care for again later. Thank you, Scott.

My family has a strong (German/Alsatian) tradition of visiting the graves of our beloved dead. Thanks for this beautiful photographic reminder of our duty to pray for our loved ones and the souls in Purgatory.

Many Italians in Italy are actually buried in mausoleums as opposed to outdoor graveyards. Even my relatives here in the United States are indoors in a mausoleum. I must be honest and say that although I have strong faith, I get spooked by graves like these. Yet, I am sure the souls whose bodies are lying there are safe, sound, and at peace.

In this same cemetery, there are a handful of mausoleums for Italian families, and there is a section with gravestones that have ceramic medallions with images of those buried beneath them (another Italian custom, at least in the United States).

When I was studying at the Catholic University of America in Washington, D.C., I used to visit a cemetery just south of campus that was almost entirely filled with mausoleums–and almost entirely Italian.

I find exploring old cemeteries to be filled with so much rich history. I enjoy Reading the tomb stones, as most of them have a brief bio to display and paying my respects to the lost souls.

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This is a very powerful tradition in New Orleans, where I am currently living. It is such a wonderful thing to visit the graves of the dead and honor them.

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