Here’s a joke from my childhood. “Why is a cemetery like the toilet?
“Cause when you gotta go, you gotta GO.”
Arriving in Charlotte , NC a day earlier than needed, I found little to do or see in the immediate walking area near my hotel. Just next door was a cooking school and I suppose I could have gazed longingly through the windows as the students prepared foods. They might be used to it, but I felt embarrassed and moved on with only a passing glance.
Five minutes more and I was at the Elmwood/Pinewood Cemetery which originally opened in 1853 as a 100-acre plot that included Pinewood Cemetery , a segregated African American cemetery, and Potter’s Field, a pauper’s cemetery. It is one of Charlotte ’s oldest public cemeteries.
Prior online research prepared me for some of the tombstone symbols I had wondered about.
The cemetery was quiet, although along one side trains lumbered by periodically. The city skyline rose over a few larger tombs. On the paths were joggers and a dads with strollers and small children walking. The weather was cool and calm. I paid special attention to the different funerary art, but something else struck me as I wandered.
No matter who you are, or what you do, sooner or later you “gotta go”.