Tag: Photography
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The Ghosts of Oakdale, pt. 1
“The cemetery is an open space among the ruins, covered in winter with violets and daisies. It might make one in love with death, to think that one should be buried in so sweet a place.” –Percy Bysshe Shelley Founded in 1852, Oakdale Cemetery in Wilmington was the first planned, rural cemetery in North Carolina.…
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Mourning in the Digital Age (pt. 3/3)
I cannot say, and I will not sayThat he is dead- . He is just away!With a cheery smile, and a wave of the handHe has wandered into an unknown land,And left us dreaming how very fairIt needs must be, since he lingers there. –James Whitcomb Riley, Away In late June of 2008, a mere…
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Reflections on a Past Life
“Reflect upon your present blessings — of which every man has many — not on your past misfortunes, of which all men have some.” — Charles Dickens I sit here on a suspiciously warm February night, finally taking time to write down all of the reflection and introspection that I have been diligently undertaking over…
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The Ballad of Gary Lee
Every woman is a rebel, and usually in wild revolt against herself. -Oscar Wilde, A Woman of No Importance Not long ago, I shared with you the rediscovery of some old family photographs, including the memento mori of my great-uncle, Gary Lee. In that box of photographs, news clippings, and letters, I found not just the…
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Memento Mori
At sunset, the little soul that had come with the dawning went away, leaving heartbreak behind it. -L. M. Montgomery The hurricane brought with it all of the expected hardships: wind, rain, flooding, downed trees, power outages. For me, it also brought a unique opportunity to look for old family photographs as I attempted to…
Just a Poor Ghost 