Friday, April 24, 2015

...a visit to a historically significant yet infrequently visited cemetery in New Orleans...



This cemetery was originally opened by Charity hospital in 1848 and was known as Potter’s Field since it was historically used for the poor, unclaimed bodies and those suffering from various epidemics (e.g. yellow fever). These individuals were brought to Charity to be buried in unmarked graves and at times of great illness that overtook the city, the individuals were buried in mass graves. Estimates vary about how many are actually buried here. The range includes between 100,000 and 150,000 souls. This is also one of the few New Orleans cemeteries where all are buried underground, as opposed to above ground mausoleums.


Similar to how Odd Fellows Rest could have ended up part of the highway, Charity Hospital could have ended up as part of a large bus stop. Thankfully, the city planners changed their minds.



Four years after the hurricane, the Katrina Memorial was built on the site of this hospital. With this addition, Charity Hospital now includes several tombs, which hold the remains of those individuals who were not identified from the hurricane in 2005. The Memorial includes a much-too-shiny monument that I would argue wasn’t thought through very well. New Orleans is sunny. Shiny things are a bit difficult to read and capture in photos! Alas, it is lovely, and it is surrounded by a circular path that appears to resemble the movement of a hurricane.


The marker reads: "This cemetery was purchased by Charity Hospital in 1848 and was originally known as Potter's Field.  It has historically been used to bury the unclaimed from throughout the city including the victims of several Yellow Fever and influenza epidemics.  The ashes of those who have donated their remains to the Louisiana State Anatomical Board for medical education are buried here, also.  Charity Hospital Cemetery is one of the most historically significant, yet least known, among New Orleans' famous Cities of the Dead."

Aside from the monument being so shiny, another drawback is that there isn’t shade for those who would like to sit on the benches and reflect or pray. Of course I understand how both are aesthetically appropriate for such a memorial.

...book review of _Doll Bones_ by Holly Black...




Holy moly, kids. This blog isn't supposed to be full of book reviews but I suppose it is that time of year... read that as I'm both avoiding grading all those student papers and looking forward to "fun" summer reading (as opposed to the required reading that the mean-old professor assigns... oh, wait. That's me!) 

Anyhoo, after I finished reading The Coldest Girl in Coldtown by Holly Black last week, a librarian-friend asked if I had read Black’s Doll Bones. She followed up by saying that one of her students *started* reading it but it was so creepy that she couldn’t finish it! “Oooohhh!” I thought and added it to my Kindle for a bit of train reading. After all, some semesters I teach Adolescent Literature and I run an adolescent literature blog… so this is research (I justify :p )!  

Doll Bones by Holly Black (Author), Eliza Wheeler (Illustrator)
Age Range: 10 - 14 years
Grade Level: 5 - 9
Hardcover: 256 pages
Publisher: Margaret K. McElderry Books (May 7, 2013)

I will start by saying, I am afraid of dolls… nearly terrified. It may even border on an actual phobia. In high school, my beloved English teacher had a house full of dolls… those porcelain face ones.  She was so eccentric to us (whispers—she was even a divorcee! Gasp! Okay, that was pretty scandalous back then in the rural town from where I hail).  Anyhow, I was in Oratory club and she was one of our coaches. Once she invited our team to her house which was a super exciting treat back then (maybe still today since my students are always so excited to see pictures of anything related to my personal life). As soon as I walked in, I started sweating. It felt so hot and stuffy in that house with all the dolls and their beady eyes staring at me that I had to step out and get some air. Oh yeah, it was summer in Virginia so it was probably in the 90s and I’m sure her house had air conditioning… but still, I was near faint.

And, don’t forget about the recent incident in New Orleans! I haven’t had a voice since April 5th! Sure, it could be allergies OR it could be that Professor Z was a bit too curious and actually stopped to comment about that creepy doll in the store window. Just kidding… I know this is allergies! (looks around in a paranoid way)

SO… when I read that the book was about a “midnight quest to lay to rest the soul of a murdered girl, a soul that now inhabits a bone china doll” (School Library Journal), I was like YES! This will be CREEEE-PYYYY… but it wasn’t THAT creepy. I certainly wasn’t paranoid while reading the book and it didn’t keep me up at night. I liked it, don’t get me wrong. It just was more of an adventure and slightly bildungsroman. Even more, it was a story about friendship and three best friends choosing to stay together for as long as they can while others noted that they were all growing up and possibly growing apart.

Zack, Alice, and Poppy play make-believe and incorporate an antique doll Poppy’s mother keeps inside a glass cabinet into their stories. Referred to as the “Great Queen”, readers learn that the doll is made from the bones and ashes of a girl named Eleanor Kerchner who died in 1895. Requiring a proper burial, the doll will go to any lengths to force the children to comply.

I think this would be a great creepy-level book for younger adolescents. The story includes elements of the uncanny (e.g. possible winking and moving). The children even question themselves and what is real. Poppy even explains that she thinks she told the truth and it felt like she was telling the truth but maybe she just convinced herself that it was real. That’s a really good lesson for adults too.

Doll Bones has received several rewards. It was a Newbery Medal Honor Book in 2014.


Tuesday, April 21, 2015

...book review of Hannah Nordhaus’ _American Ghost: A Family's Haunted Past in the Desert Southwest_...

American Ghost: A Family's Haunted Past in the Desert Southwest by Hannah Nordhaus
Hardcover: 336 pages
Publisher: Harper (March 10, 2015)

This is a quick review... 

I didn’t exactly know what I was getting into when my fella read a recommendation and told me to read American Ghost: A Family's Haunted Past in the Desert Southwest by Hannah Nordhaus. I trust him so when he said, “I think you’ll like this”, I bought the book without even reading a review. I’ve been on a fiction kick lately; I was pleasantly surprised this was non-fiction. It begins with a ghost story… a myth perhaps?

(click here for a video about this book and the haunting story)-- sorry, for some reason it won't let me embed

The author sets out to write a memoir about Julia Schuster Staab, a mid-19th Century immigrant and the author’s great-great-grandmother whose ghost is said to haunt a hotel in Santa Fe.

The story begins with the alleged haunting and then unpacks the entire history of Julia as well as the author’s life. It includes the author’s recountings of interviews of psychics, mediums, and family members. The memoir is about her family heritage but she is able to make the story of an immigrant woman in the mid-1800s New Mexico a universal story that takes readers from Santa Fe to towns in Germany, from present time to the past in various locations. There are several what ifs while the author attempts to answer the question, “Who is Julia Schuster Staab?” It’s beautifully written and haunting… but less about a haunting and more about women during that time and the choices that they had to make.

Sunday, April 19, 2015

...visiting future plans under blue skies-- New Orleans' Metairie Cemetery wanderings Part II...



“But the sky was never quite the same shade of blue again.”
                  ~Anne Rice, The Vampire Lestat

Continuing with my Metairie Cemetery experience, I’ve noted some of the incredible mausoleums but I should probably take a step back to explain how I arrived at the cemetery. For starters, the Canal Street streetcar line ends just across the street from Greenwood Cemetery which I only photographed from the outside and did not enter because of time. I have a flight voucher that expires in the next few weeks and I desperately need to decide on a place to travel. I’m tempted to return to New Orleans this summer just so that I have a bit more time. With the conference, meet up’s, and rushing out to cemeteries the day of giving my conference paper, I really didn’t have much time to meander and take in the city as I did last year. That’s okay. Each travel experience is different but I do wish that I had more time to take in these cemeteries.
 
When you’re facing the entrance of Greenwood Cemetery, if you look to the left you’ll see Metairie Cemetery in the distance. You actually have to cross the entrance (and on ramp) of Interstate 10, to arrive at the pedestrian entrance near the front left corner of the cemetery. You basically enter near The Army of Tennessee, La. Div. tomb. I was with two other members of the American Culture Association Cemeteries and Gravemarkers group and as soon as we figured out how to enter the pedestrian entrance, the woman in the group (I can’t recall her name) basically said, “If we separate, I’ll see you later at Odd Fellows Rest”… and after that, we didn’t see her again.

I walked around with a gentleman named Francis who teaches at an Art college in Connecticut. He also really wanted to see Metairie Cemetery so we made a great pair. He was friendly and chatting… and for the most part we wanted to see the same things. He was also very much interested in seeing those connected to the Civil War which I felt that I needed to do as I mentioned in my last post. RVA Street Cred—“I saw where Jefferson Davis was originally buried” :p

Aside from this, I really wanted to see the Anne Rice tomb which holds her late husband Stan Rice because well… do I have to explain to this audience?!? My teen years included the resurgence of her Vampire Chronicles and I was every bit of a fan back then.

When we arrived at the Metairie Funeral Home which is at the very front entrance of the cemetery, Frances and I walked right into a service. We were both pretty hot and sweaty from making it that far so we clearly looked a little tourist-y. You can imagine what the heat had done to my make-up. Surprisingly when I used the restroom, I could tell that my eyeliner was still in place and not melted down my face.  I’m sure this happens all the time and one of the workers was kind enough to take us to the front entrance to pick up some maps.

Jefferson Davis was the first trek… but after that, I had my heart set on the Anne Rice tomb.

Each time I’ve come to New Orleans, I walked by her former homes. This excursion was more walking by her future home. Mr. Rice’s tomb reads “permanently sealed” so unless Ms. Rice decides that her eternal rest is going to be a departure from her previously plans of RIPing with her hubby, this will be where she comes home.

It’s a little too easy to be critical in a place like Metairie where the mausoleums are on such a grand scale. By Metairie standards, the Anne Rice tomb (as the cemetery calls it and it’s noted on their People of Interest map—one of three maps with important places in the cemetery to visit) is quite modest. It’s a white mausoleum with four columns and two grand flower pots in the front. The door has some stunning scroll work but you actually have to be quite close to it to see the detail. It is made up of roses and a vine with a basic cross in the middle. Inside the tomb is a stain glass window—blue background with a bouquet with various red, purple, pink, white and yellow flowers. The vase resembles the actually vases that flank the tomb. Below the bouquet is the name Rice. Above it reads, “May perpetual light shine upon them O Lord”. The inside of the tomb appears to be white marble.



To the direct right of the Rice tomb is the Brown mausoleum which includes stain glass windows on the side but a more modern and perhaps whimsical typeface of their family name. To the right front part of the tomb is a feminized angel (that my fella actually says appears to be somewhat sexualized pose).

The angel is clearly female with breasts and a navel (which my fella also wonders why an angel who was never born needs a navel?). She is somewhat scantily clad and appears to be in a fainting pose throwing her arms back against her detailed bird-like wings. I’m no Art Historian so I don’t have the vocabulary for the sculpture. There is a great deal of detail in her wings, her hair, and her floral crown. The stain glass window on the side of the mausoleum that faces the Rice tomb appears to be two Magnolia blooms. There are also Magnolia trees around the tomb. The entire surrounding appears to be much more landscaped. Either way, these are some gorgeous tombs.

Finally on my list of must-sees was one of the most popularly photographed crying angel. It was such a sunny day that it was difficult to take pictures through the glass without getting reflections.


There were some surprises. While I expected to see the pyramid, I had no idea that I would walk right into the Henry Egan Ruined Castle which looks like, well, a ruined castle. Since this post is going a bit long, I’ll write about that in my next post.

...better than walking through a web...



The next time you see a spider web, please, pause and look a little closer.
                                  ~Cheryl Hayashi

Before I headed out for New Orleans, I was desperately waiting for the Spider Web Barrette that I ordered from The Bronze Jewelers, a small family business out of Florida. It isn’t that it took a while to arrive but that my fella accidentally picked it up and slipped it in with his gaming packages. Hmph. So I only briefly mentioned the product when I was basically heading out to the conference. I snapped a picture in the mirror because taking a picture of the back of one’s head is a bit challenging.

I wanted to write about it in a bit more detail because I think it’s a quality item that’s worth mentioning.

When I came across the item on their Etsy page, I couldn’t exactly tell the size of the barrette. I watched Kara’s YouTube video that I came across and I really liked how the tutorial walked you through putting up your hair with one of their hair sticks/barrettes. She was casual about it and put the hair stick in her back pocket. Something about that made me smile. She also said that you could bend the barrette to make it work with longer or shorter hair. They seemed like a real family business. From their Facebook page, I can tell that they go to local artist events to sell their products. What can I say, I’m a sucker for artisans.

I used to wear similar accessories like this when I was younger although I have never seen a web-shaped one before, and I always enjoyed the ease of the wear. I will say that some of the ones I wore in my youth really pulled on my hair and sometimes gave me a headache. I can’t wear many headbands because they annoy me and give me a headache; yet, I actually have a pretty tough scalp. I sometimes joke that I could hang from air in a circus if it weren’t for the unfortunate point of being unable to twirl which would really give me terrible vertigo. Anyway, I digress. The Bronze Jewelers web barrette is so light and comfortable I almost don’t even notice that it is in my hair. As soon as I ordered the item, Kara sent me a message to check for sizing. Based on my hair length, I ordered the Medium. And they’re right, I can put up all of my hair or just some of my hair. I really like that feature.
 

My favorite part of all… and this will seem a bit silly but if you get ready early in the morning like I do, you don’t have time to mess around. The “stick” is connected to the web so you can’t lose it. It’s such a simple feature that happens to be pretty darn significant at least for me.



I also appreciate that they included a cleaning cloth. It’s just a nice touch. The barrette is reasonably priced for an actual hand-crafted item.  

The Bronze Jewelers have several other similar products that you might like to check out. The spider web is my favorite though.