For the first time in my life I visited Graceland Cemetery in Chicago. Sometimes I avoid doing things that I would like to do -- classic delayed gratification. Sometimes I think I do this so that I have to return to a place ("I forgot to ride the metro... "). Graceland is one of those special places that I have put off visiting, until today.
I have never been more excited about the prospect of being dead. It was a strange sensation, but the idea of being buried in the middle of the city, with the elevated train for background, seemed very comforting. The cemetery is also very beautiful, filled with the works, and remains of, some of Chicago's most prominent architects. "Eternal Silence" (above, by Lorado Taft, 1909) is an example of the high quality of the work. I wouldn't want to mess with Death (he looks serious).