Sunday, March 10, 2013
6884. Frederick C. Heyl
I'll admit it. Some burial grounds just give me the creeps. This one - Liberty Plain in Hingham - was one of them.
Perhaps the recent storms had something to do with it. The place was unkempt, beaten down by broken branches. Stones were knocked over, and many had aged poorly anyway and were illegible. It just felt spooky.
Mr. Heyl didn't help.
On his tombstone was a neat little poem, a verse that goes back to at least the 18th century in America:
"Remember me as you pass by,
As you are now, so once was I;
As now I am so you must be,
Therefore prepare to follow me."
I got the sense that a spectre of an old man was going to rise from the grave and wiggle his fingers at me as he "wooooooed" like a cartoon ghost.
And with that, I left the Liberty Plain Cemetery.