The Ottawa Citizen Andrew Schwerdfeger: Section 51S, Lot 631, Grave 1

Saturday, September 18, 2004 Page: E1 / FRONT Section: City Byline: Zev Singer Source: The Ottawa Citizen Series: Stories from the Grave CORRECTION: (From the Ottawa Citizen, September 22, 2004) Andrew Schwerdfeger died on Dec. 20, 1995. Incorrect information appeared in a story Saturday on page E1. ***** Illustrations: Photo: Andrew and Sadie Schwerdfeger were married in 1940 and had four children. Colour Photo: (Andrew and Roseda Schwerdfeger' s headstone) There is a headstone at Beechwood Cemetery with the engraving of an electric bass guitar. The name on the stone is Andrew Schwerdfeger, who lived from Earlier this month, on the front porch of her house, 1915 to 1995. Sadie sat listening to her husband, on the tapes he left behind. A second name is chiselled out as well -- Sadie, born in 1920. Her final date is not filled in yet. She is Many are recordings from his performances, others waiting to join him. of family sing-songs. Some of the tapes, like the one playing now, are collections he made of favourite In the meantime, as Alzheimer's disease slowly takes songs. her away, her husband plays music for her, on tapes he made before he died. Although the songs come with introductions by Andrew, she can no longer follow what he says. Ottawa-born, both of them, they met when she was just 14 and went with friends to visit his family's Sadie is now entering the sixth of seven stages of cottage. They first saw each other, the story goes, Alzheimer's. When presented with a picture of her when he was holding a basin full of dishwater. husband and herself, she needs help identifying the pair. Her son can sometimes decipher her intended "Here, funny face, empty that for me," were his first meaning, but her conversation, by now, is rarely words. intelligible to an outsider. "Sure," she replied. Then she dumped it on him. Yet as Andrew's band plays the old songs, she sings along, word-for-word. So began the love affair. You wander down the lane and far away They were married in 1940 and had four children -- two boys, two girls. During the war he was a medic Leaving me a love that cannot die stationed in England, and when it was over he came home to Ottawa to work as a public servant. Love is now the stardust of yesterday Nights and weekends, under the name Andy The music of the years gone by. Andrews, he played with his big band and his show band. His whole life he played music -- as a bassist The lyrics, to Hoagy Carmichael's Stardust, are and sometime singer -- and Sadie usually came to pulled from her, automatically. It's not clear at all that listen. their meaning registers. In their Ottawa home and their cottage near Her white hair is brushed straight, her hands rest Wakefield, as young parents and later as calmly in her lap. Despite the loose connection of her grandparents, they always had the music. words, there is no pain or confusion in her face. There is a mild smile. In 1995, when he was sick and knew he was dying, he told his son, Greg, that he worried what would Nighttime is often harder, says Greg, who is 49 and become of Sadie. divorced. Her disease is not always easy to manage. In the last week or two, before Andrew died on For this moment on the porch, though, his mother has Christmas Day, Greg Schwerdfeger made a promise. tranquility. Sadie would never go into a home. As the tape continues, Andrew addresses an old It's been almost a decade, and the Alzheimer's began friend and fellow musician while introducing one of seven years ago, but with help from his sister, the songs. Jo-Anne, Greg has managed to keep his promise. He moved in with his mother and he has stayed. "In one of the little ditties you did, you used to kid me about serenading Sadie while drifting down the Andrew is still doing his part, too. old Ottawa River. Well, there was more truth to that

FPinfomart.ca Page 1 than fiction. The tune you're about to hear now is one I used to sing around the campfire at my brother's cottage on Kettle Island, when Sadie was a teenager. Incidentally, I was 75 when I did this tape. The tune: Auf Wieder- sehen, My Dear." Come let us stroll down lover's lane Once more to sing love's old refrain, Soon we must say, Auf Wiedersehen, Auf Wiedersehen, my dear. During the introduction to the song, Sadie, hearing her own name spoken by her husband's voice, looks up. "That's me," she says. On their headstone, in addition to the guitar, are a number of musical notes. They are not random. They score out Irving Berlin's Always. The fact that the couple shares hundreds of songs does not prevent them from having one they thought of as their own. Whenever Sadie hears it, she responds; wherever she may drift, her lips still know the way home. Days may not be fair Always, That's when I'll be there Always. Not for just an hour, Not for just a day, Not for just a year, But Always. - - - Stories from the Grave There are 75,000 stories in the silent city of Beechwood Cemetery. A few belong to the very famous; the vast majority belong to people whose lives are little remembered in death. This is the first of a daily series of portraits spotlighting some of the stories behind the gravestones. - - - On the web for seven-day subscribers:In Ottawa's Beechwood Cemetery there are 75,000 completed lives, and each one has a story. Follow our series online. www.ottawacitizen.com

FPinfomart.ca Page 2 The Ottawa Citizen Beechwood's stone pages tell 75,000 life stories: A hobo, a tycoon, a little girl, a pair of brothers, an aviation pioneer, a prime minister... They were strangers in life, but are neighbours in eternity. Zev Singer reports.

Saturday, September 18, 2004 Page: A1 / FRONT Section: News Byline: Zev Singer Source: The Ottawa Citizen Series: Stories from the Grave Illustrations: Colour Photo: Bruno Schlumberger, The Ottawa Citizen / In this decade, two-thirds of funerals end in cremation, and the cemetery is far less often a place of visitation. On a city bus, strangers will try to sit at least one seat apart. In a cemetery, they may rest side by side for eternity. There are differences between the gathering In Section 51, two brothers are buried side by side. places of the living and the dead. The dates suggest that the parents are likely still alive. They are, and they have a story to tell. Walking through a cemetery, the eyes of a visitor will flit from stone to stone, searching. Though a mind Nearby, in Section 51s, is a headstone with the may be absorbed in thought or conversation, eyes engraving of an electric guitar. The man buried there will seek out names and dates. This same visitor, now was born in 1915. The name of his wife is also on the a rider on the bus, will seldom wonder what name stone, with her final date not yet filled in. She waits was given to the person across the aisle. to join him, while he sings to her on tapes he made before he died. Far fewer clues about a life are apparent on a stone than in the form of the fellow commuter, and yet this Near a back corner, in an older part of cemetery, sparse information compels. Section B, Range 6, two unrelated women are buried in neighbouring graves with matching headstones. It may be the mystery, the fact that the very Neither seems to have relatives buried nearby. The sparseness leaves so much to the imagination. More stones indicate that they were both pioneering female likely, though, it's the completion. journalists. One of them wrote a history book, arguing the importance of keeping accomplished Completed lives are whole lives, something that's women from slipping into obscurity. Fifteen years harder to notice among the living. With the living, it after her death, the memory of each has largely is easy to see just a cashier -- or, even, just a spouse evaporated. Yet, the story of these two women, or at -- rather than a life in its entirety. In the cemetery, the least part of it, can be, and has been, pieced together. wholeness is unavoidable. Wrapped up and presented for display: lives. Other graves profiled in the series were sought out and found by the Citizen, to follow up on the lives of In Ottawa's Beechwood Cemetery there are 75,000 ordinary people who made brief appearances in the completed lives, and each one has a story. Beginning newspaper's pages in decades past. Like a short today, a Citizen series will tell a few of these stories, account, 75 years ago, of a little girl who died after one each day for two weeks. 18 days of life. Now, a lifetime later, her brothers and sisters are coming to the end of their own stories. Most of the stories are about unknown, ordinary people, and there is a reason for that. Thirty-five years ago, another girl, 19 years old, died when a pioneering surgery could extend her life only Beechwood, 131 years old and 65 hectares in area, so far. With today's medical technology, she would tells the history of its city. It even tells the recent still be alive. history of the world -- developments, trends, technologies and wars are all written into the stones. The first Ottawa police officer killed in the line of Certainly, history runs through the lives of the duty and the man who shot him, the last man hanged athletes, poets, mayors and lumber barons who are at the Nicholas Street Jail, both lie in Beechwood, not here -- so, too, for a prime minister, Sir Robert far from each other. Borden. Some of the graves were pointed out as curiosities by Yet, since the famous are no more than a tiny the cemetery staff. One was an Ottawa man who minority, it is through the ordinary graves that most lived largely like a hobo but became internationally of the history is written, one plot at a time. known for his political views. Another was a young man whose unusual and puzzling death became part The series began with a simple walk through the of Canadian aviation history. grounds, reading names and dates and wondering at the little glimpses the stones offer into the drama of Another story presented itself when the Citizen the lives that were. happened upon a mother and daughter visiting

FPinfomart.ca Page 3 Beechwood; they had the information that translated money now, since few visitors would be likely to see a plain headstone into a tale of tragedy and war and them. love. "I think there's been a decline in the centrality of the Beechwood Cemetery could probably have come into cemetery in our daily life," says Mr. Jackson, author existence only when it did, in a window of of Silent Cities: The Evolution of the American opportunity between the early 19th century, when Cemetery. "I think a hundred years ago or even more, cemeteries were first thought of as places of aesthetic 125 years ago, the cemetery was a major place of beauty, and the late 20th century, when North visitation. And how your funeral was held and where American society became too busy for the dead. you were buried and what kind of a monument there was was something that really mattered." Today, it seems impossible that so much prime real estate, right across Beechwood Avenue from the While in some countries, such as Russia and Poland, luxury homes of Rockcliffe Park, could become a people still attach much importance to elaborate cemetery. grave adornment, North America and Western Europe are moving away from it, Mr. Jackson says. In 1873, the attitude was different. If today Ottawa Instead, the western countries are moving more needs an NHL arena such as the Corel Centre to be toward cremation -- in Ottawa for example, taken seriously as a North American city, a century two-thirds of burials are cremations, which give ago it needed Beechwood. Cemeteries were families the option of either keeping the remains at destinations then, featured in city guidebooks. home, burying them or disposing of them in some Anywhere that was anywhere had to have a first-rate other way. cemetery. "It is odd," says Mr. Jackson, "because we are an Beechwood, founded in 1873, is an example of the aging population in both the United States and North American "elite garden cemetery," a trend that Canada and you would think that there would be a started in Cambridge, Massachusetts, in 1831 and the greater attention and greater reverence to death creation of the Mount Auburn Cemetery. Laurel Hill because it does seem likely we're just still all going to in Philadelphia, Green-Wood in Brooklyn and Mount die." Royal in Montreal are other examples of the form -- essentially parks, with roads winding through The move away from the cemetery may not speak groomed landscapes. well of our society, he says. "The people in the middle of the 19th century saw "For all of our legendary technological prowess, it themselves as creating landscapes where you would could well be that people who lived 100 years ago get enveloped by nature, because the nature was had a much more sophisticated and mature intended to be a moral educator and today we understanding of life and death.... It's kind of like we definitely shy away from that," says University of celebrate life and we're trying to avoid confronting Southern California professor David Sloane, author death and I think that's one reason we stay out of of The Last Great Necessity: Cemeteries in American cemeteries." History. The truth is that it is possible to walk through a Originally outside city limits, Beechwood would be a cemetery without wondering about the people buried day's outing by horse and buggy for a family, likely there, without asking yourself why your eyes are to bring a picnic lunch and spend time walking and scanning the stones. It is possible to leave admiring some of the more elaborately sculpted unprocessed the information taken in this way, just monuments -- the type that are rarely erected now. the way it's possible to look at people on the bus -- even the interesting-looking people on whom an eye You might call it a monumental change. Today, even may rest -- without truly wondering about their the richest Canadians are unlikely to leave their stories, their whole lives. marks in granite bought by the tonne, as they once did. The foremost example at Beechwood is the Yet to visitors willing to walk beneath its trees, monument that marks the grave of John Rudolphus among its stones, Beechwood will always have a tale Booth, the Ottawa lumber king. At one time the to tell. To each, it will whisper a new version. richest man in Canada, Mr. Booth died 75 years ago at the age of 98. Those who listen may awaken not only to the completed lives within its gates but to those being Although he was known for the simplicity of his lived all around. lifestyle -- he wore his clothes until they were "green with age," according to a biographer -- the 10-metre, - - - red granite obelisk Mr. Booth ordered built, originally to mark the grave of his wife, would cost at Stories from the Grave least $125,000 to replicate today, according to an estimate by Laurin Monuments. Our series of portraits spotlighting some of the tales behind the graves at Beechwood begins today. See One reason that such monuments are out of favour, story, page E1 according to Columbia University history professor Kenneth T. Jackson, is that they would be a waste of

FPinfomart.ca Page 4 The Ottawa Citizen Andy and Nicholas Lambrinos: Section 51, TG 213

Sunday, September 19, 2004 Page: A1 / FRONT Section: News Byline: Carrie Kristal-Schroder Source: The Ottawa Citizen Series: Stories from the grave CORRECTION: (From the Ottawa Citizen, September 22, 2004) A headline and photo caption accompanying a story on page A1 Sunday misspelled Nickolas Lambrinos' name. ***** Illustrations: Photo: Stories from the grave: There are 75,000 stories in the silent city of Beechwood Cemetery.This is one of a daily series of portraits spotlighting some of the stories behind the gravestones. Photo: Nicholas Lambrinos and daughter Sasha Anastassia. Photo: Andy Lambrinos, who died in 1968 leaving Nick tormented by guilt. A short walk from the main entrance of Beechwood Cemetery, under the occasional shade of a cedar Nick was unhurt, physically. hedge, a black granite tombstone holds space for Tassia and Tom Lambrinos. For some time after the accident, Tom Lambrinos said, Nick suffered terrible guilt, feeling he should Their names are engraved in the stone, and their have been able to protect his little brother. However, years of birth. with time and his family's support, he came to understand that Andy's death was a tragic accident When they visit the site, they sometimes transplant that he could not have prevented. impatiens and other flowers from their garden at home, and place tealights around the stone angel that Family friend, Carol Frangiskos, recalled the first watches over their two sons. time she laid eyes on Nick. "He was on stage after winning a dance competition and I remember On the same marker, Andy's name and year of birth, thinking he was the most beautiful boy I'd ever seen 1961, is followed by the date of his death, six years -- it was like he had an aura." later. She says that what set Nick apart was a hunger for Nick's year of birth is followed by the date of his life and a great capacity for love. death, in 1986, at the age of 27. Nick got married and, with his wife, Brigitte, had a It's not easy for Tassia to visit the graves. She feels ill daughter, Sasha. for a couple of days each time she goes. Tom goes more often, when he is downtown on business. Within a year of her birth, Nick was diagnosed with Sometimes he doesn't tell his wife, because he knows colon cancer. He would die at his parents' home on how hard it is for her -- even 35 years after Andy Nov. 3, 1986, what would have been his little died. brother's birthday. On Jan. 21, 1968, a Sunday, Tassia took her three Before he died, young Nick Lambrinos promised his boys -- Andy, 6, Nick, 8, and Peter, 10 -- to church mother that he would do for Andy what he was while Tom was at work. unable to do when he was alive. Tassia and the boys sang in the car on the way home. "It'll be OK, Mom," he reassured her. The fog and snow showers of earlier that morning had cleared and the sun brightened the mild day. The "Don't worry. I'll be with Andy -- I'll protect him." younger boys were itching to get outside. After lunch, their mother walked Nick and Andy to a skating rink around the corner from their home in Ottawa South. She kissed them and told them she'd return in an hour to pick them up. Nick was in charge of taking care of Andy, as he had done before. But that day, Nick's protection was not enough. The sun and above-freezing temperature had made the ice too soft, so the boys decided to head to a friend's house before the hour was up.

While playing outside, their sled skidded onto Kaladar Avenue and into the path of a car. Andy died in hospital an hour later.

FPinfomart.ca Page 5 The Ottawa Citizen Charles Cecil Willis - Section 30, Lot 188A, Grave 3

Monday, September 20, 2004 Page: B1 / FRONT Section: City Byline: Zev Singer Source: The Ottawa Citizen Series: Stories from the grave Illustrations: Photo: By the end of the war, Charles Cecil Willis of the Royal Canadian Air Force had flown 36 combat missions. The two women sat eating sandwiches for lunch in a red car pulled over to the side of the road near the A decade later his three sons were dead. graves. It was just past noon on a Thursday last month. In September of 1961, his oldest was killed in a car accident during a weekend leave from the Air Force. They had driven in from Renfrew, a daughter, in her His father's footsteps, the same ones that had echoed 50s, and a mother, in her 80s. down the hallway the night he was born, had led him to join up. The older woman's Alzheimer's disease was advancing and the younger one wanted to make the He was buried in the military section of Beechwood visit while there was still time. As it was, the mother Cemetery. wouldn't retain the short-term memory of this outing, but there remained some ability to experience the The next summer, the two younger sons went for a moment. ride in a float plane near the family cottage when its pilot lost control of the craft. It sank in a lake, killing Buried here was Charles Cecil Willis, the man she'd both boys, ages 12 and nine. been married to for 60 years, except for a short period when they were divorced. Two years later, Mr. Willis retired from the Air Force and moved with his family, now only three, to It wasn't a lack of love that caused the split, said their Peterborough. daughter, Barb Haydock. It was the strain of what the man went through over a lifetime. He sold real estate. He was born on a farm south of Ottawa and when he Whether it worked or failed, stoicism was the only finished high school in 1937 he joined the Royal approach he knew, according to his daughter. The Canadian Air Force. strain on the marriage increased over the years. Charles and May separated in 1986, after 43 years He met his bride, May, in Thunder Bay, when her together. father saw him walking down the street, a young man in uniform, and invited him for a home-cooked meal. But being apart was harder on them than being together. They remarried in 1990. They stayed They were married in 1943 and that year he went to together until death parted them last year, on Europe. He flew in Halifax and Lancaster bombers, Christmas Eve. as a navigator-bombardier, about half his missions in daylight, exposed to the enemy gunners. Not far from their older son's grave, Charles Willis is buried with his two younger boys. His name was In February of 1944, nine months after the wedding, added to their black and grey headstone, a piece of he managed to get all the way back to Canada -- for a granite that had weighed on him for 40 years before six-hour visit -- for the birth of their first child, he joined them beneath it. Charles Edward, known as Ted. A second, older burden is recorded in his war-time In hospital, as May told the story years later, she flying log book. It tells what his country asked of him heard her husband's footsteps coming down the on Feb. 13, 1945. hallway and knew it was him. A page under that date reads "Operation #24, Then he was back to Europe and the noisy, day-long Dresden." bombing runs. By the end of the war, he'd flown 36 combat missions, including the one that would haunt In red ink, the page notes that the seven-man crew in him. his T-Lancaster bomber took nine hours and 35 minutes to fly the mission. After the war he stayed in the Air Force, becoming a pilot -- in time, he would be leader of the 425 It was the night Allied bomber command sent 800 Squadron -- and taking an expanding family with him planes to firebomb the German city. on his postings. After Ted, Barbara was born, in 1947, Robert in 1949 and Peter in 1952. Tens of thousands of people, mostly civilians, were burned to death.

FPinfomart.ca Page 6 The daughter, in the car with her mother and the egg sandwiches, said her father never talked to her much about his time in the war. He did pass on the log book though. At the bottom of that Dresden page, in blue ink, written some years after he came home, are four words. May God forgive me.

FPinfomart.ca Page 7 The Ottawa Citizen Candis Karen Stewart: Section 21, PC grave 101A

Tuesday, September 21, 2004 Page: C1 / FRONT Section: City Byline: Zev Singer Source: The Ottawa Citizen Series: Stories from the Grave Illustrations: Photo: In March 1966, Candis Karen Stewart became the first person to successfully undergo a kidney transplant in Ottawa. She lived for three more years, dying on Monday, July 7, 1969. The grave doesn't stand out at a distance. It has a flat marker, rather than an upright headstone, and so can "We knew for a long time it was touch and go," he only be read by a person standing right over it. said. "We almost lost her a couple of times. It's pretty hard to thank people for this kind of thing." It is bronze, essentially a plaque. It says Candis Karen Stewart 1950-1969. Three years after the operation, at the end of her final year at Rideau High School, 19-year-old Candy If the gravestones of Beechwood Cemetery are pages Stewart was an Ontario Scholar -- the certificate of unwritten history, this one tells of lives whose came with a gold-coloured medal from Birks. lengths have been determined by medical limits of their era. She was accepted to the University of Ottawa and was shooting for medical school. The life of Candy Stewart, the third of an airman's four daughters, began in the Manitoba town of Pilot She never made it. Her body had been slowly Mound. After a year, the family moved west to rejecting her mother's kidney. The first generation of Rivers. Four years later, they left the province, this immunosuppressive drugs was not powerful enough time moving to Whitehorse. to stop the girl's body from killing her. To this point, Candy's parents had no indication that She died on Monday, July 7, 1969. she was anything but a healthy girl. When she was six years old, she started to have headaches. After Ivy Stewart, still alive and in Ottawa, is now 76, the they moved to Moncton when she was eight, nausea operation half her lifetime ago. She's had no began. When the family moved to Ottawa, after three problems with the single kidney. years in New Brunswick, her kidneys were identified as the problem. "I was very nervous about it," she recalled of the surgery. "But really all I was thinking about was her, They had been undersized from birth. you know, if it was going to help her." When she was 16, in March 1966, after many long After Candy died, Mrs. Stewart collected photos of stays in hospital, the kidneys shut down completely her daughter and put them in an album. It took about and had to be removed, making her dependent on 15 years, she said, before she stopped flipping dialysis machines. through it regularly. It was an eventuality her parents had already She gets to Beechwood when she can. discussed. Her mother, Ivy Stewart, would give one of her kidneys. "I go over, yes, when somebody takes me." On May 10 of that year, at the Civic Hospital, a Yet, she can't get to Candy's grave anymore, since it's 25-person team performed the transplant. It was the on too steep an incline, in its spot facing Hemlock first successful operation of its kind in Ottawa. Road, and she is now in a wheelchair. The surgery changed the girl's life, giving her the Another of her daughters has died since then. Her ability to focus on her future. Although she had husband died four years ago. And Mrs. Stewart is by missed most of the Grade 10 school year, she was now the last of five siblings still living. able to catch up on almost all her courses in time for final exams. She said she never got angry when her daughter was taken from her. "Before, I didn't care much what was going on around me. I'd always get so tired," she told the Of death, she said: "It happens every day." Citizen 37 years ago. "But afterwards I took an interest in reading and school work and all sorts of - - - things." Stories from the Graves Her father, James Stewart, told the paper how much he appreciated the hospital's work. There are 75,000 stories in the silent city of Beechwood Cemetery. A few belong to the very

FPinfomart.ca Page 8 famous; the vast majority belong to people whose lives are little remembered in death. This is one of a daily series of portraits spotlighting some of the stories behind the gravestones.

FPinfomart.ca Page 9 The Ottawa Citizen Section 25, Lot 381/2, N. Pt.: Thomas James Wensley

Wednesday, September 22, 2004 Page: B1 / FRONT Section: City Byline: Graham Hughes Source: The Ottawa Citizen Series: Stories from the Grave Illustrations: Colour Photo: (Thomas James Wensley granite headstone) On the granite stone that marks the final resting place of an Ottawa family in Beechwood Cemetery, there's Mr. Wensley fell from about 245 metres and crashed no indication of what befell Thomas James Wensley to Earth west of Bank Street. on Sept. 26, 1888, the last day of his life. The shaken U.S. aeronaut stayed in the basket and The 21-year-old apprentice carpenter took the later managed a safe descent by parachute. afternoon off to go to the Central Canada Fair -- the first year for the annual event, opened by Lord While conceding he had not heard the words, Mr. Stanley, the governor general, the day before. Williams said Mr. Wensley's friends had told him the man had said, "Goodbye boys, I'm going up and He ate lunch at 107 Chapel St., where he lived with you'll never see me again." his parents, Thomas James and Louisa Wensley, and sisters Georgina and Ann. The Citizen story called Mr. Wensley "a daring lad, at times more wild than prudent." After lunch, he boarded a Rideau Canal steamboat for the trip to Lansdowne Park, on the outskirts of the No one knows for sure whether he was indeed being city. imprudent and trying to get into the balloon, or had found a unique way to commit suicide. Mr. Wensley and the friends who accompanied him were among the thousands -- the Citizen estimated Either way, the young man became the first aviation the crowd as 15,000 men, women and children -- fatality in Canada. attracted to the fair by the promise of seeing "Professor" Charles W. Williams, of Cincinnati, On his tombstone, however, he is not singled out make a parachute jump from a hot-air balloon. among the Wensleys. Thomas James appears in the same lettering as the eight other members of his Mr. Wensley was one of several volunteers who family. helped the professor prepare his balloon for the 5 p.m. flight. The young man apparently told some of Stories from the Grave his friends that he intended to do something that had never been done before. There are 75,000 stories in the silent city of Beechwood Cemetery. A few belong to the very When the canvas balloon was finally filled with hot famous; the vast majority belong to people whose air, and the restraining lines released, only the weight lives are little remembered in death. This is one of a of about 30 volunteers held it down. daily series of portraits spotlighting some of the stories behind the gravestones.Seven-day subscribers Mr. Williams stepped into the basket for his planned can follow the series online at ascent to 600 metres, and gave the command to let go. www.ottawacitizen.com All but one man obeyed the order. As the balloon rose, Mr. Wensley was clinging to a thin rope below the basket. Despite the urgent cries of spectators and Mr. Williams to "let go for God's sake," Mr. Wensley continued to hang on; the balloon was soon too high for him to drop safely to the ground. As the balloon rose, the newspaper recounted, the young man "gave a sickly cheer." "It is the note of triumph of a madman about to accomplish an act from which he half shrinks, but will not flinch," the reporter wrote.

FPinfomart.ca Page 10 The Ottawa Citizen Section A, Range 53, Grave 26: Evelyn Joyce Buxton

Thursday, September 23, 2004 Page: B1 / FRONT Section: City Byline: Sutton Eaves Source: The Ottawa Citizen Series: Stories From The Grave Illustrations: Colour Photo: (Beechwood Cemetery) Somewhere below the surface in Beechwood births. Cemetery's Section A is the infant-sized coffin of Evelyn Joyce Buxton, but there's nothing above What memories there were of Evelyn are dwindling ground to show just where. Hers is an unmarked to wisps. grave. Over the years, her four older brothers have come to To find Evelyn, if anyone had occasion to, it would the end of their own stories. At least one of them, be necessary to consult the cemetery maps, the Norman, has joined his sister in Beechwood. underground blueprints that show exactly how the dead are arranged below. There are only two siblings left. Jean Denton, who is in her late 70s, and Mrs. Cullen, who is fighting To learn the details of her life, there is little more cancer and the effects of age. A web of second- and than a few lines from a 75-year-old newspaper, taken third-generation relatives never met the girl. off a library microfilm reel. Ruth Buxton, widow of Evelyn's brother Jack, said "Evelyn Joyce, 18 days old, daughter of Mr. and Mrs. her husband never mentioned the infant's name. "He George W. Buxton, 476 Bronson Avenue, was found just said he had a sister who died a crib death. Of ded (sic) in bed by her mother this morning when she course, they were all upset. But that's all he ever said. arose to begin her duties of the day," the Citizen reported on Aug. 7, 1929. "I guess maybe it was so long ago," Mrs. Buxton said, "that you forget about those kinds of things." The coroner ruled that baby Evelyn, the youngest of seven children, was smothered accidentally by the Stories from the Grave people who had brought her to life days earlier. There are 75,000 stories in the silent city of About 14 years old when her youngest sibling died, Beechwood Cemetery. A few belong to the very Toronto resident Jessie Cullen says the only thing she famous; the vast majority belong to people whose recalls about the event, is her mother, Jean, an lives are little remembered in death. This is one of a immigrant from Scotland, discovering Evelyn dead. daily series of portraits spotlighting some of the stories behind the gravestones. "I remember it vaguely," said Mrs. Cullen, now 89. "My baby sister died. All I can remember is that they Seven-day subscribers can follow the series online at had her in the little white coffin in the living room at www.ottawacitizen.com. home. They used to put them in your house then." No matter how devastated by the loss, Evelyn's parents had to move on. Her British-born father supported the family as a mechanic at Imperial Oil. Her mother returned to raising the children: the six others, aged four to 14, still needed feeding, washing and caring for. Mrs. Cullen, the oldest of the bunch, can't recall ever visiting Evelyn's grave. She said she can't even remember if she was sad about what happened. "I'm sure I was. But I mean, can you remember something that happened to you when you were a little kid?"

The fading memories may be partly explained by the three quarters of a century that has passed, and by the reality of the times. In 1929, Evelyn was one of the 76 of every 1,000 infants born in Ontario who didn't live to see their first birthday. Today, the infant mortality rate in Ontario is about five of every 1,000

FPinfomart.ca Page 11 The Ottawa Citizen Section 50, Lot 123 S. Pt., Grave A: Alice Denzil

Friday, September 24, 2004 Page: F1 / FRONT Section: City Byline: Pauline Tam Source: The Ottawa Citizen Series: Stories from the grave Who were you, Alice Denzil, and why are you Montreal, her body was cremated, which was unusual forgotten in death? for the time. Were you a faithful servant, a dowager aunt, a But Alice's remains went unclaimed. She had no down-at-the-heels cousin who relied on the known family in either Montreal or Ottawa, and it is generosity of wealthy relations? Were you among the unclear whether she ever married. genteel poor who found favour in the households of upper-class patrons? Or did your life conceal greater A month later, her ashes surfaced at Beechwood secrets? Cemetery. This is the mystery of the Ahearn family grave -- a Alice was buried, not at the Ahearn plot, but with plain monument near the entrance of Beechwood Lilias and Margaret, and their parents, at the Fleck Cemetery. Flanked by a sprawling catalpa tree at the family grave. top of a flight of steps, the stone commemorates the family of Thomas Ahearn, an entrepreneur who Though there was no stone to indicate her presence, brought electric streetcars to Ottawa. Alice occupied a small corner of the lot -- the only one of the group to have been cremated. Resting alongside Ahearn are his son, his daughter-in-law, his grandson -- and three women In 1938, when Thomas died and an Ahearn family whose bodies were exhumed from another part of plot was purchased, the remains of Lilias and Beechwood and reburied near him. Margaret were exhumed from the Fleck grave and moved to where their husband lay. With them came Two of the women were married to Ahearn. The Alice's ashes. third, Alice Denzil, doesn't have a marked grave and burial records do not explain her relationship to the While the two wives were given separate headstones, family. Alice's grave was not marked. Nor is there any clue as to what in her relationship with the sisters, or with What's known is that Alice was born in England, Thomas Ahearn, might account for Alice's final moved to Montreal and later, Ottawa. Throughout her move. 70 years, she was associated not only with the Ahearns, but with the Southams and Flecks, two The full story of this woman, who seems to have other prominent Ottawa families. lived her life in the shadow of Ottawa high society, may never be known. But it might cause a visitor to Because the three clans were related by marriage, it's Beechwood to wonder how many other Alice Denzils likely Alice moved through their households as a there are at the cemetery. servant, governess or confidante. In her final years, she worked as a housekeeper for Ahearn's daughter, Stories from the Grave who was married to the scion of the burgeoning Southam newspaper empire. There are 75,000 stories in the silent city of Beechwood Cemetery. A few belong to the very Descendant Hamilton Southam, an authority on his famous; the vast majority belong to people whose family's history, says he has no knowledge of Alice lives are little remembered in death. This is one of a Denzil. Yet her burial with the Ahearn family daily series of portraits spotlighting some of the suggests she was no ordinary domestic. Alice may stories behind the gravestones. Seven-day subscribers have had a close bond with the Ahearn wives -- one can follow the series online at that lasted long after she left this world. www.ottawacitizen.com. It was Lilias Fleck who first married Thomas Ahearn, but she died after giving birth to two children. Ahearn's second wife was Margaret Fleck, Lilias' older sister. Margaret and Thomas became the first couple to drive a motor car in the city, in 1899. On Sept. 2, 1915, Alice died as a result of diabetes in the Rockcliffe home of Harry Southam, the son-in-law of Thomas Ahearn. A day later, in

FPinfomart.ca Page 12 The Ottawa Citizen Section 37, Lot 4 southeast: Cleary, Stoneman, Brown

Saturday, September 25, 2004 Page: E1 / FRONT Section: City Byline: Bruce Ward Source: The Ottawa Citizen Series: Stories From The Grave Illustrations: Photo: Hugh Carey Brown served in the Royal Canadian Corps of Signals in the Second World War. Photo: He then went on to marry Lois Cleary Stoneman. Photo: Mrs. Stoneman's first husband, Det. Thomas Stoneman, above, died in 1945 and was the first Ottawa police officer to be killed in the line of duty, leaving his wife with two young children. Across the bottom of the headstone is the name of twins were six, was a remarkable woman, recalls her Mary Lois Cleary. Above it, side by side and with daughter, Jill Hopkins. equal prominence, are the names of Thomas Stoneman and Hugh Carey Brown, her two husbands. "Life was difficult in those years before she remarried. I don't mean to sound mean-spirited, but I The first was a man who died a hero's death think the city, though they put on a very protecting the city almost six decades ago. The pomp-and-circumstance funeral, her widow's pension second was a man who lived a hero's life, marrying was very small," she said. the young widowed mother of year-old twins and fathering them as his own. "There was limited housing. She was a woman on her own with two children, and often had to move Ottawa police detective Stoneman, 37, was shot in because there weren't a lot of tenants' rights in those the chest on the night of Oct. 24, 1945, when he days. Now, when my mother remarried, her portion answered a radio call about three men attempting to of the pension was cut off. She didn't talk about it, break in to cars parked in a lot on O'Connor Street. she wasn't bitter. The shooter, Eugene Larment, 24, was no more than two metres away from Det. Stoneman when he pulled "She was only 23, and we were 13 months. When I the trigger. The bullet grazed his left lung and lodged look at my children and I look at myself at that age, in his chest. He died five days later. it's hard to believe what she had to cope with -- the psychological trauma, the sociological difference in The slaying of Det. Stoneman shattered the jubilation her life." that lingered in Ottawa after the Second World War ended. Life changed for the better when Lois married Hugh Brown in 1950. A sea of mourners lined Elgin Street on Nov. 1 as the funeral procession for Det. Stoneman made its way to Mr. Brown, who died in July at 89, was a Beechwood Cemetery. Many of those paying their warm-hearted man who deeply loved what his respects that afternoon must have thought of Det. stepdaughter calls his "ready-made" family. Stoneman's widow, Lois, only 23, and the couple's babies -- twins Richard and Jill, barely 13 months "The memory of my father was always kept alive old. because we were in close contact with his family. I was very blessed." Almost five months later, there would be a far different funeral service for the murderer whose Jill and her brother, Richard, kept the name crime had shocked the city. Stoneman after their mother remarried. "There was never any attempt to block our being with our On March 27, 1946, at 12:30 a.m., Mr. Larment was cousins." hanged at the Nicholas Street jail after being convicted of Det. Stoneman's murder. Mr. Brown, an electrical engineer, served in the Royal Canadian Corps of Signals. He was in combat Within hours of his death, Mr. Larment's body was in Italy, and later took part in the liberation of taken to Beechwood, where he is buried in an Holland, during which he earned the Mentioned in unmarked grave. He left nothing behind but disgrace Dispatches award. and the distinction of being the last man to be executed at the jail. "I think he saw too much and he didn't want to talk about it. When he first married my mother, he had an It seems the people of Ottawa quickly forgot about army trunk and I was desperate to get in there. I think the wife and children of Det. Stoneman -- who was we were bugging him about it and he said to me, 'I'll the first police officer in the city to be killed in the show you one thing.' And he brought out his line of duty. His widow struggled to get by on the Montreal West High School autograph book. And he city's $1,000 pension -- an amount less than half of said, 'All my friends who signed this book, all the her husband's annual salary of $2,500. boys, died in the war.' I never asked again. But Lois Stoneman, who would remarry when the "As a child you have no concept of the finality of

FPinfomart.ca Page 13 death. It was quite a lesson." Lois Stoneman died in 1993. A few years earlier, she had paid for a headstone to be placed on Det. Stoneman's grave. "The city didn't provide one, and my mother couldn't afford to have one. Then with young children and a new marriage and everything, she didn't do it," Ms. Hopkins said. "She just had that headstone put there in 1990, which was 45 years after my father's death. There was nothing, no marker, before that." It is the gravestone Lois Stoneman now shares with her two husbands, the fathers of her children.

FPinfomart.ca Page 14 The Ottawa Citizen Section C, Range 16, Grave 21: Henry Wentworth Monk

Sunday, September 26, 2004 Page: A10 Section: City Byline: Carrie Kristal-Schroder Source: The Ottawa Citizen Series: Stories from the grave Illustrations: Photo: Brilliant, perhaps mad, 'Wenty' Monk coined the phrase 'united nations.' Photo: (Stories from the Grave) When you've discovered the solution to world peace, manic. "In 1868, he was arrested under a governor the more mundane tasks of everyday life, such as general's warrant and committed to the Rockwood bathing, become secondary -- at least, that's the way Asylum for several months," said Mr. McEvoy. The it was for Henry Wentworth Monk. cause of his insanity was diagnosed as "religion." Every so often, his niece, the wife of Ottawa's county Despite his troubles, Mr. Monk never doubted clerk, would decide to haul him home for a himself. During the 1887 election, he lobbied the much-needed bath, and she knew just where he'd be: Conservative and Liberal candidates to step aside in Parliament Hill. an Ottawa riding so that he might be acclaimed as member of parliament. He also pressed Sir John A. In his threadbare clothes, toting his worn green Macdonald for an appointment to the Senate. umbrella -- rain or shine, summer or winter -- and cornering every MP and senator he came across to After more than 30 years of prolific letter writing to make his case, by 1890, Wenty, as his family called public figures, including Queen Victoria and Czar him, had become a fixture on the Hill. Nicholas II, presentations of countless public lectures and the publication of an array of books, pamphlets Every day, from his downtown boarding house, he'd and newspaper articles, Mr. Monk finally got the make his way to Parliament Hill. He would stroll the public forum he craved. formal gardens in front of Centre Block, sit on the rocks overlooking the Ottawa River, and work in the "There actually was a Senate debate on his idea of an Parliamentary Library, always with an eye to international tribunal, but it was judged to be presenting his case to anyone who would listen. impractical and was dropped," said Bruce Elliott, a history professor at Carleton University. Highly intelligent, and possibly quite mad, Mr. Monk was born into a prominent Ottawa family in 1827. He Mr. Monk is buried in section 17C in a far corner of is credited with coining the phrase "united nations" in Beechwood Cemetery, his grave obscured beneath a the 1870s while promoting his idea of an pine bough. When he died on Aug. 22, 1896, his international tribunal. brother, George, paid $5 for an unmarked plot. After years of studying the Bible, Mr. Monk had a In 1969, another relative, Ruth Monk, placed in the vision that convinced him he'd found the key to ground a small bronze plaque. interpreting the Book of Revelations. He believed that world peace, and hence Jesus's second coming, "Henry Wentworth Monk," it reads. "Pioneer of would only be achieved when the Jews had been world peace." restored to Palestine. While a small number of other Christians shared his belief, few took up the cause the - - - way Mr. Monk did. Stories from the Grave By the age of 25, he had renounced all his worldly belongings, including his inherited land, to follow There are 75,000 stories in the silent city of Jesus, proclaiming the "truth." He also vowed never Beechwood Cemetery. A few belong to the very to cut his hair or shave his beard until his mission had famous; the vast majority belong to people whose been accomplished; he had flowing locks until his lives are little remembered in death. This is one of a death. daily series of portraits spotlighting some of the stories behind the gravestones.Seven-day subscribers While zealous, Mr. Monk was said to be well-spoken can follow the series online at and quite charming. "He was actually fun to be www.ottawacitizen.com around: he was very cheery and laughed a lot," said Fred McEvoy, an Ottawa historian who is writing a biography on the man. "One of his nieces describes sitting on his knee while he explained the Book of Revelations. So he was not miserable to be around -- except for his poor personal hygiene." And except for the times he became particularly

FPinfomart.ca Page 15 The Ottawa Citizen Section E, Range 17, Grave 18: Chow Fie Gin

Monday, September 27, 2004 Page: D1 / FRONT Section: City Byline: Jennifer Chen Source: The Ottawa Citizen Series: Stories from the grave At the back of the cemetery, obscured by a five-metre Mr. Wong, and family looking for Seto Tim Ling had cedar hedge, lie 320 graves arranged in orderly rows. to search under Ling instead of Seto. Yet, even if a visitor's gaze penetrated into the Names diverged as they became anglicized in record original Chinese section, several flat markers that lie books. beneath the overgrown cedars still would not be visible. These graves beneath the hedge belong to Depending on how it was put down in English, a some of the earliest members of Ottawa's Chinese Chinese name would become either Hum or Tam, community. Among them lies Chow Fie Gin. Coon or Quan, Chow or Joe. Beechwood's records have them all. The only facts known about Mr. Chow consist of a line, written in the large tomes that record all deaths Immigrants from other countries encountered similar and burials in Beechwood Cemetery. His entry is challenges in their adopted home. While the Chinese recorded in the third of five books, on page 243, 12 section is the oldest ethnic section, the cemetery later lines down, under Mary Frances Kingston, 81, a devoted sections to Vietnamese, Lebanese, "spinster." Portuguese and Poles. The records reveal that he died on Sept. 10, 1946, of When Chow died at age 85, an ocean away from his coronary thrombosis. Under next of kin were Charlie family and his birthplace, the Chinese community Kung and Joe Doyyat, of unknown relation. Under probably took care of his burial at a cost of $5 to $10. "occupation," he is listed as a "labourer." None of the Chinese owned private plots and many He lived at 218 Albert St., in the Chinese families couldn't afford to observe the custom of community's core. Near Mr. Chow's residence, many bringing the remains back to China. Some only Chinese frequented the three grocery stores, two managed years later, while others found and removed laundries and two recreational clubs between Kent their kin to newer, more prominent Chinese sections and O'Connor streets. on higher ground. A population that was just 170-strong in 1911, had The new gravestones are upright, many bearing grown to 300 two decades later. Organizations like photographic likenesses. Less visible, further down the Oriental Club of Ottawa, the Chinese Nationalist the slope, Chow lies under his stone, the carved League and the Moo Chung Chinese Club were Chinese characters filled in with dirt, a small thriving. reminder of what came before them. Chinese immigrants in the early 20th century worked - - - largely in laundries or as restaurant workers. Many men sent money and letters to family back home Stories from the Grave when they could. There are 75,000 stories in the silent city of They scarcely had time for leisure, but when they Beechwood Cemetery. A few belong to the very weren't working they'd often go to the gambling famous; the vast majority belong to people whose clubs. Mostly they were solitary men who regarded lives are little remembered in death. This is one of a these places as social organizations where they not daily series of portraits spotlighting some of the only played mah jongg and pai gao, but also ate, stories behind the gravestones. Seven-day subscribers found jobs and sometimes slept. can follow the series online at www.ottawacitizen.com. In this community, people took care of each other. Canadian documents presented a particular challenge for these immigrants. They risked losing their identity as names were translated and changed. The cemetery's records were no exception, and mistakes commonly made in life carried over into death. The Chinese tradition of writing the family name before the given name confused cemetery record keepers, so Wong Sing became Mr. Sing rather than

FPinfomart.ca Page 16 The Ottawa Citizen Section B, Range 6, Graves 20A & 25 : Bettie Cole and Rosa Shaw

Tuesday, September 28, 2004 Page: C1 / FRONT Section: City Byline: Marci Surkes Source: The Ottawa Citizen Series: Stories From The Grave Illustrations: Colour Photo: (A headstone) Near the back of Beechwood Cemetery, in Section B, equal wages for female journalists. It was de rigueur are two matching charcoal granite stones: two to join the club, and Ms. Cole was no exception. crosses, two identical rose border designs, a shared font. Rosa Shaw was the charismatic and outspoken club president. When elected in 1938, she was working as They are separated by five unmarked graves, but are an editor, the first female editor, at the Montreal very much a pair. Gazette. The daughter of a British justice, she was raised in Montreal, where, like most young women Rosa L. Shaw died first, in 1981. She was 86 years who wanted a career, she received her teaching old. Bettie L. Cole lived until 1989, when she was 81. certificate. But after two years in a classroom, she sought a wider audience for her creativity. She found Their bond was not of blood, but of decades of it as a reporter overseas in the London offices of devoted friendship. And though their lives may have Vogue. Upon her return to Canada in the late 1920s, diverged, there can be no doubt that they are reunited she was drawn to the club. She came to Ottawa after in death. leaving her 14-year Gazette post for an appointment with the Canadian Welfare Council. Their graves lie in one of Beechwood's oldest sections, on an outer edge, where Ms. Cole It was in the early 1940s that Betty Kennedy, then a positioned herself as near to Ms. Shaw as possible. cub reporter at the Citizen and later a regular panellist on the CBC's Front Page Challenge, first noticed the According to Ms. Cole's stone she was the "First Girl well-heeled Ms. Shaw, who would often drop by the Journalist on Men's General Staff 'Ottawa Citizen.' " newsroom to meet Ms. Cole at the end of the workday. Ms. Shaw's stone says she was a "Past President Canadian Women's Press Club. First Women's News "She was a very attractive woman, and always so Editor Montreal Gazette." fashionable," said Mrs. Kennedy. "She and Bettie were very close friends. And though Rosa never Yet, despite the credentials, information about these worked with me, I do remember Bettie as being a two women, their lives, careers and friendship is very competent, conscientious reporter." surprisingly difficult to find. The matching stones are a invitation to the curious, though -- and one that is According to Ottawa city directories, the women too hard to resist. shared living quarters at several different addresses. Their social circle was comprised of prominent career Bettie L. Cole, who made her mark amid the clacking women, including Charlotte Whitton, who was the typewriters of the then-downtown newsroom, spent first woman to be elected mayor of Ottawa, in 1951. nearly two decades as a newspaperwoman. Born in the village of Marbleton, Que., in 1908, she began In the mid-1950s, Ms. Shaw compiled a history of the her career filing social notes to the women's pages of National Council of Canadian Women. The volume, the Sherbrooke Record. Proud Heritage, was published in 1957. With the boys at war, and countless new In her introduction to the book, Ms. Shaw writes of opportunities on the home front for single, young the forgotten founding mothers of the national women, Ms. Cole left the Eastern Townships and council and her wish that they "may emerge out of landed a reporting job on the city desk of the Citizen obscurity to which time has relegated them and take in 1941. their rightful place in our Canadian chronicle. Such women may have been forgotten, but truly their In so doing, she became the first woman on the works live after them to our great benefit." newspaper's general reporting staff. She stayed with the paper until 1952. She could have been describing her own life and Ms. Cole's, because from that point their trail goes cold. It was also in Ottawa that her life became intertwined with Rosa Shaw's. By the end of the 1950s, there were no more directory records for the two women, although Ms. The war years saw a large increase in membership in Cole's name comes up many years later without Ms. the Canadian Women's Press Club, which was a Shaw. social network and an active lobby group rallying for

FPinfomart.ca Page 17 A cousin of Ms. Cole's, still living in Ottawa now, knew nothing of Ms. Cole's life beyond her time with the Record. A scrapbook of family photos, which included several of Ms. Cole, was disposed of after the branch of the family was dead. When Ms. Cole died in 1989, her old paper ran only a 142-word obituary. It mentioned her second career, in landscaping in Orleans, although nobody in the business seems to remember her now. When Ms. Shaw died, in February 1981, there was no death notice published in the Citizen. A month after her death, Ms. Shaw's sister, Kathleen Shaw, then living in the U.S., wrote to the editor of the Gazette inquiring as to whether an obituary had been published. None had been. More puzzling, though, is that Ms. Shaw's burial was handled by the public trustee and there is no evidence that Ms. Cole was involved -- until later. In 1982, Bettie Cole, suffering from a weak heart, retired. In July of that year, she purchased her own plot at Beechwood Cemetery, five graves away from Ms. Shaw. Three months later, Ms. Shaw's stone was purchased. The next March, Ms. Cole bought her own matching stone. Its final date would be filled in six years later. It remains unclear whether Ms. Shaw was party to the plan, or whether Ms. Cole found her again only after death. - - - Stories From the Grave There are 75,000 stories in the silent city of Beechwood Cemetery. A few belong to the very famous; the vast majority belong to people whose lives are little remembered in death. This is one of a daily series of portraits spotlighting some of the stories behind the gravestones. Seven-day subscribers can follow the series online at www.ottawacitizen.com.

FPinfomart.ca Page 18 The Ottawa Citizen Section 40, Lot 96 south and 97, Grave 9: Nelson Davis Porter

Wednesday, September 29, 2004 Page: B1 / FRONT Section: City Byline: Tom Spears Source: The Ottawa Citizen Series: Stories From The Grave Illustrations: Colour Photo: (A headstone) Nelson Davis Porter had the foresight to buy 720 in the city; more than 2,000 still had outdoor privies. square feet of the Beechwood Cemetery for $1 per Bedrock made sewers impossible in some square foot in 1912, decades before he would need it. neighbourhoods. Hintonburg relied on sewage to He added 3.75 cents per square foot for sod. trickle down Cave Creek into the Ottawa River. It's one of the biggest landholdings in the cemetery, No surprise, then, that in the winter of 1911 the with room for a dozen or so more Porters alongside people of Ottawa began to die of typhoid -- not just in the six there today, under one of Beechwood's largest poor neighbourhoods, but everywhere city tap water monuments. was used. Ontario's chief health officer determined that water intake pipes, which drew mostly from the Such a family gathering would suit Mr. Porter. He middle of the river, were also sucking in water from loved to fill his Meech Lake cottage with the shallows of Nepean Bay, filthy with the runoff of grandchildren in the summer; he even let a Cave Creek's sewage. three-year-old, also named Nelson, sit on his lap to think he was driving the car on the trip up. That winter, 987 people developed typhoid and 83 died. In Ottawa, he took over his father's real estate and insurance business, Porter and Porter, and was a "Despite that dramatic warning, civic authorities did successful businessman who owned the downtown little to remedy the underlying causes of the Alexandra Hotel and buildings in the LeBreton Flats. epidemic," historian Sheila Lloyd wrote in 1979. His outdoor interests drew him to Meech in the The city did build a new intake pipe, but it didn't 1920s. He once went up there with a fever, supply enough water to keep pressure high enough to remembers the younger Nelson, Mr. Porter's fight fires. They kept mixing in water from the old grandson. He stoked the wood stove and fired up the pipe. There was some chlorination, but it was spotty. cottage for several days "until he roasted the fever out of himself." A second and worse epidemic struck in 1912, making 1,378 people ill and killing 91. Mr. Porter was also an athlete. He won a 10-mile speed-skating race, and belonged to the Ottawa There were fantastic schemes to pipe water great Bicycle Club, the Abitibi Fish and Game Club and distances from cleaner sources -- abandoned as too the Ottawa Amateur Athletic Association. He golfed. costly. It was a well-rounded, if unremarkable, life. But Despite never having made a public speech in his things began to gnaw at Mr. Porter. He and other life, Mr. Porter decided to run for mayor, mainly on businessmen were paying too much in taxes, he said, the platforms of lower taxes and safe water. and he was worried about the safety of Ottawa's drinking water. He won, and work began early in 1915 on a new pipe above water level -- safe from the river's So the family man, entrepreneur and athlete became a contamination -- from Lemieux Island to the politician. He was elected mayor in 1915 and 1916 -- mainland. He was also mayor when the Parliament the only two of his 98 years reflected in public Buildings burned, touring the wreckage the next day, records. climbing on the fire chief's shoulders for a better view. Mr. Porter made the most of his short time in the public eye: he made Ottawa's water safe to drink. Mr. Porter didn't last long at City Hall. He wasn't re-elected after two years and never held office again. About 90 years ago, Ottawa had twin typhoid But the devastating typhoid epidemics never returned epidemics far worse than the Walkerton disaster. to Ottawa.

Typhoid was no mystery in the early 1900s. It was - - - known to spread from an infected person's feces into water supplies. Usually it was confined to poorer Stories from the Grave neighbourhoods, and accepted as inevitable. There are 75,000 stories in the silent city of But Ottawa grew. By 1910 there were 14,000 houses Beechwood Cemetery. A few belong to the very

FPinfomart.ca Page 19 famous; the vast majority belong to people whose lives are little remembered in death. This is one of a daily series of portraits spotlighting some of the stories behind the gravestones. Seven-day subscribers can follow the series online at www.ottawacitizen.com.

FPinfomart.ca Page 20 The Ottawa Citizen Section 23, Grave PC 2331: Nazeih and Daniel Saikali

Thursday, September 30, 2004 Page: C1 / FRONT Section: City Byline: Charles Enman Source: The Ottawa Citizen Series: Stories From The Grave Illustrations: Colour Photo: (Two headstones) In the last row of upright headstones in Section 23 of Beechwood Cemetery, just before the rows of flat markers begin, two women kneel by a brown granite Georgette, not yet 30 years old, was left with six tombstone. children to raise. They are mother and daughter, and they are here to Government helped out, as did Nazeih's family. place a pot of red chrysanthemums on the grave of a Within a year or so, Georgette found work as a young man. chambermaid. Neighbouring this grave, also marked by a granite "I loved that job, you know, and I only quit it 15 stone, is a plot bearing the remains of another young years later, after Daniel died." man. Daniel was finishing high school in 1988. He had They are father and son. many friends, and plans -- he was going to join the army and see the world. He'd passed his physical and The stone of the father, Nazeih Naif Saikali, notes the other assessments and was only waiting to complete years 1940 and 1971, marking a life of 31 years. his schooling. The stone of the son, Daniel John Saikali, notes that He was riding his motorcycle to his school, he was born in 1968 and died on Sept. 28, 1988. Woodroffe High, when a truck hit him. Before any of the family could reach him, he was dead. The women are here this sunny Tuesday to mark the 16th anniversary of his death. Georgette, fresh from surgery, had to be tranquillized for the funeral, but she remembers with pride how "When you lose someone, you never forget," says large it was, proof of Daniel's rich life in Canada. Georgette Saikali, the widow of Nazeih and mother of Daniel and five other children. For years, she used to dream of Daniel, at 20, riding a white horse. But now, when he comes to her at night, "Ten, 20, 30 years -- you still remember, especially he's "no more than five or six, just the little boy." the good times." The chrysanthemums brighten the graves of the boy Georgette will return with her daughter, Abby, to and his father. replant "something beautiful" in an area in front of the grave where perennials haven't thrived. They are the same kind of flowers Daniel brought to his mother when she was in hospital for surgery -- the The Saikalis came to Canada from Lebanon in the day before he died. spring of 1964. It was Nazeih's idea. His parents and his brother and sister were already here. But - - - Georgette had no blood relations here, and it made no sense to her, leaving home and farm to start from Stories From the Grave scratch on foreign soil. There are 75,000 stories in the silent city of It didn't help that she was pregnant. Only two weeks Beechwood Cemetery. A few belong to the very after their arrival, Abby was born, her fifth child. famous; the vast majority belong to people whose Four years later, Daniel was the final addition. lives are little remembered in death. This is one of a daily series of portraits spotlighting some of the Nazeih was industrious. He soon found work as a stories behind chef in a Lebanese restaurant in Hull. They had the beginnings of a classic immigrants' dream. the gravestones. Seven-day subscribers can follow the series online at www.ottawacitizen.com. And then Nazeih, a joker, standing on the bridge at Hog's Back Falls, told a companion he could swim. As a joke, he was pushed in. His body was fished out from the Devil's Hole the next afternoon.

FPinfomart.ca Page 21 The Ottawa Citizen Section G, Range 31, Grave 4: Name to Be Determined

Friday, October 1, 2004 Page: F1 / FRONT Section: City Byline: Zev Singer Source: The Ottawa Citizen Series: Stories From The Grave Illustrations: Colour Photo: (A headstone) The single-grave plot rests on a slope facing only flat markers are allowed, rather than upright Hemlock Road. Soon, a child will be buried there. It's headstones. It was what they could afford. They paid not yet known who that child is. for it in instalments. The grave once belonged to a young girl of an earlier Two or three times a year the family would visit. The generation. Now, likely within the next year, it will father was always best at finding the grave. He had a be passed on. trick for lining it up relative to the stone steps nearby. Janet Vivian Carter was born in Winnipeg in 1955. In 1990, when the father died, it was decided that She was the fourth and youngest child of Phillip Janet would be removed from her grave and buried Arthur Carter, an RCMP officer, and his wife, with him in a new plot. The family had no other Cathryn. When the girl was diagnosed with leukemia, relations in Ottawa, and it was always important to the Mountie was transferred to Ottawa, where she the parents that they stick together. The mother could get better treatment. joined them last year. In the meantime, the couple decided to keep the Shortly after that, Warren Carter was moved when he seriousness of the girl's illness from their other read an article in the Citizen explaining how difficult children, Warren, the oldest, and twins Barbara and funeral and burial expenses can be for families of the Marilyn. working poor. He contacted the Children's Hospital of Eastern Ontario and made arrangements to donate "We were always told Janet was sick, but she'd get Janet's plot. better," Warren Carter remembers. "I guess in those days they figured it was better for the other children When the right circumstance presents itself, the not to know what was going on." hospital will give the plot to a young oncology patient who can't be saved. When Janet died, on Aug. 25, 1962, it was Warren's 11th birthday. Many of the details have faded about Then another family will have to install their own flat the moment his parents told him "she wasn't coming marker -- and learn the trick of finding those stone back," but his feelings from that day are still with steps that point the way. him. - - - "I didn't think it was fair," he says. Although he now has an adult's view of life, that does not prevent the Stories From the Grave 53-year-old public servant from revisiting the emotional world of that 11-year-old boy. There are 75,000 stories in the silent city of Beechwood Cemetery. A few belong to the very The Exhibition was in town on his birthday, as it famous; the vast majority belong to people whose always was. He'd been there just before she died, not lives are little remembered in death. This is one of a feeling right about going without her. Instead of daily series of portraits spotlighting some of the riding the rides, he took his money, all $20 of it, and stories behind spent it on a heart-shaped, silver-plated pendant for Janet. the gravestones. Seven-day subscribers can follow the series online at www.ottawacitizen.com. He'd find out many year's later, through a friend of his mother, that the little girl had told her parents she wanted her brother to have a nice birthday and not worry about her. She chose a birthday present for him, a Parker pen. Since then, his birthday has been tinged with sadness, and the sight of the Ex is still more than he can bear. He keeps the Parker pen in a drawer. The pendant was buried with the girl. The parents bought the burial plot for Janet at Beechwood. It was in a part of the cemetery where

FPinfomart.ca Page 22 The Ottawa Citizen Infinite possibilities in a book holding thousands of stories: The stories of those buried in Beechwood Cemetery were fascinating for many, writes Zev Singer.

Saturday, October 2, 2004 Page: E12 Section: City Byline: Zev Singer Source: The Ottawa Citizen Series: Stories From The Grave Illustrations: Photo: Bruno Schlumberger, The Ottawa Citizen / Beechwood Cemetery opened its gates in 1873 and by 1910 it was considered to be one of the most lavish and famous resting places in the country. Photo: Andrew Schwerdfeger: This story begins with the tombstone engraving of an electric bass guitar. It ends with the bittersweet image of a woman on a porch listening to her husband's taped voice. She knows the words to the song he is singing, but she sometimes has trouble remembering his name. Photo: Andy, above, and Nick Lambrinos: Tragedy befalls a little boy while he is in the care of his big brother. Years later, when faced with his own mortality, the surviving sibling promises to do in death what he was unable to do in life: protect his brother. Photo: Andy and Nick Lambrinos, above: Tragedy befalls a little boy while he is in the care of his big brother. Years later, when faced with his own mortality, the surviving sibling promises to do in death what he was unable to do in life: protect his brother. Photo: Charles Cecil Willis: The life of a Second World War navigator-bombardier is torn by the sorrow of losing three sons and the pain of having participated in one of the war's most devastating bombing raids. Photo: Candis Karen Stewart: The girl, above right, who received the first successful kidney transplant in the city is remembered by her mother, left, in a newspaper article. Photo: Henry Wentworth Monk: The "pioneer of world peace" may have been mad, but that didn't stop senators from discussing one of his ideas in Parliament. Photo: Bettie Cole and Rosa Shaw, above: Two unrelated women are buried in identical, neighbouring graves. What was their bond in life? Photo: Nelson Davis Porter: The family man whose outrage led him to become mayor, for two of his 98 years, and bring clean drinking water to Ottawa. Photo: Nazeih, above, and Daniel Saikali: A mother and daughter bring flowers to brighten the graves of a father and son. Photo: Nazeih and Daniel Saikali, above: A mother and daughter bring flowers to brighten the graves of a father and son. Photo: Thomas Stoneman, above, Mary Lois Cleary, Hugh Carey Brown: A mother of young twins loses her police-officer husband when he is killed by a thief. A soldier steps in to father the children as if they were his own. Photo: Thomas Stoneman, Mary Lois Cleary, above, Hugh Carey Brown: A mother of young twins loses her police-officer husband when he is killed by a thief. A soldier steps in to father the children as if they were his own. Photo: Thomas Stoneman, Mary Lois Cleary, Hugh Carey Brown, above: A mother of young twins loses her police-officer husband when he is killed by a thief. A soldier steps in to father the children as if they were his own. Graphic/Diagram: (See hard copy for graphic). The black, leather-bound volume, with gold writing over a green label, is called Record of Interments, The Beechwood Cemetery, Ottawa. Who was Frank Nofel Sabbagh, who died on Nov. 17, 1925? He is listed, under the category "social It is the first volume in a set of five books that make state" as a pedlar, with a "nativity" of Assyria. He up an unparalleled catalogue of the city's dead. died at the age of 54 of "toxaemia." So says Volume 3, page 47. Not replaced by computers until 1989, the books hold infinite possibilities. Tens of thousands of stories are Page 124 of the same volume lists Ina Maud told in longhand script, starting with the very first Standley. The 36-year-old unmarried woman is listed entry in 1873. as an "elucutionist," who died Nov. 3, 1933, of epilepsy. What is the story of her life? The first person buried in Beechwood Cemetery was John Alex Craig, of Ottawa. He was four years old. This Citizen series, called Stories from the Grave, The story only truly emerges, however, with the concludes today. It has tried to shed light on a few of second entry, for William Henry Craig, also four at the untold stories at Beechwood. Each profile the time of his burial. attempted to take the reader for a figurative stroll through the cemetery grounds and bid them to pause A notation indicates that John, who was two years at a tombstone, wondering at the lives behind it. older than his brother, William, died two years earlier. When William died, at the same age his older Although a mere drop in the ocean of possible brother had, the parents, John and Jane McKay Craig, narratives, the series aimed, at least, to spark the had the elder son disinterred from a cemetery in imagination of readers to how compelling are the Sandy Hill so the two could be together. stories of the city's ordinary lives. Not every entry reveals as much at first glance, but The response from readers showed the series did, there is a tale behind every one. indeed, spark imagination. Several people contacted

FPinfomart.ca Page 23 the Citizen to share their own stories. At least one of one. Others, such as the profile on Rosa Shaw and those, the story of Janet Vivian Carter, was then told Bettie Cole, lifted the veil ever so slightly on lives in these pages. lived but nearly lost through the passage of time. The cemetery itself has had several visitors over the It was rarely easy. Reporters, with invaluable past two weeks come to the office, after having read assistance from researchers, librarians, archivists and the daily stories, looking for information on relatives. cemetery staff, mined stacks of city directories, rolls of century-old newspaper microfilm -- and the books As the series ends, it's with reluctance. There are still of the dead. They cold-called potential descendants, many stories out there that could be told. Here are a surfed the Web and queried census databases. Clues few examples: often led to dead ends but sometimes yielded precious information. Section 40 has a very large monument to John Acomb Hick, Samuel Frederick Hick and Robert Some stories were told to us at the gravesites Hick. The dates inscribed, and the big book, make it themselves, by people checking in on their loved clear that the three were brothers, the youngest of ones. Other stories were told to us in the homes and whom died in 1919. Although they all lived full lives, on the front porches of relatives. there are no wives or children. The size of the tomb makes it clear that there was wealth in the family. Always, these people were generous in their Yet, it appears that none of the three brothers was willingness to share. They likely realize that -- as the able to pass on the family name. What was their leather-bound books of the dead grow older -- it is story? mainly through the people left behind that the stories from the graves will be kept alive. In Section 21, a bronze marker commemorates Roger Rene Barbe, who lived from 1929 to 1975. The big - - - book lists him as a truck driver. It's a modest grave, and its epitaph, "He died rich," may have been Stories From the Grave - At a Glance intended to reflect the spiritual than the material. With it is a second bronze marker, for his mother, Thomas James Wensley: Was it an accident or a Adelaide, whose dates are 1905- 1982. Her epitaph suicide? Either way, a man became the first aviation is: "Now I am with you son." fatality in Canada when he plunged to his death from a hot-air balloon. A member of the third generation, Richard Barbe, was buried with his father and grandmother just two Evelyn Joyce Buxton: She lived for only 18 days, 75 months ago, Beechwood's records show. What family years ago, and what few memories remain are now story lies here? dwindling to wisps. In Section G, a man named Frank Greenslade waits, Alice Denzil: Three women are disinterred and almost certainly in vain, for the wife that was re-buried near a wealthy entrepreneur. Two of the supposed to join him but never did. After his name women were once married to the man. Who is the and dates (1888-1962) are the words: "husband of third? Marie Rose Carisse 1892-19__. The last two digits are blanks in the stone. Chow Fie Gin: A peek into the history of the Chinese community through a grave in a special section of the Her entry in the book never was written; records cemetery. show there is still only one body buried there. Did she find a new husband late in life, and like him Name to be determined: In memory of a little girl, a better? Did she die in a senior's residence, with no family donates a burial site to a child, not yet known, relatives left to remember where she was supposed to who will die of cancer. spend eternity? Is she still alive, aged 112? Ephriam B. Blood: Beechwood's greatest mystery is Some of the other stories the Citizen came across finally solved. while working on the project were not yet ready for the telling. After the tragic death of a teenage girl, her father took several years to design a monument for her, working through his grief as he sought to create something she'd find beautiful. Yet, years later, the subject is still too painful for publication -- the mere mention of his daughter enough to reduce the plainspoken businessman to tears. Many of the stories behind the graves were mysteries. Today's profile, on Ephriam B. Blood, actually solves

FPinfomart.ca Page 24 The Ottawa Citizen Unravelling Beechwood's most enduring mystery: Section D, Range 13, Graves 1 & 2: Ephriam B. Blood

Saturday, October 2, 2004 Page: E1 / FRONT Section: City Byline: Zev Singer Source: The Ottawa Citizen Series: Stories From The Grave Illustrations: Colour Photo: Kier Gilmour, The Ottawa Citizen / Just one of Beechwood Cemetery's Burial Record books used to catalogue all the bodies buried in the large cemetery. Colour Photo: Nicki Corrigall, The Ottawa Citizen / Ephriam B. Blood's sarcophagus lies empty in the D section of Beechwood Cemetery. But the largest question mark, the most impenetrable pretty well worn, but there is still use for it. Was Mr. mystery, centered around the grave of one Ephriam Blood a hale and hearty man? Or was he the victim of B. Blood. some dread disease that compelled his realization of the imminence of Death? - Madge Macbeth, 1955 "We have no information." On Aug. 13, 1910, a man giving the name Ephriam B. Blood purchased two single-grave plots in Section Another half-century has passed since Mrs. D of Beechwood Cemetery. He paid $7 for each. He Macbeth's columns, and the cemetery's staff still then spent what must have been a considerably larger puzzle over the strange, unsolved case of Ephriam B. sum building a sarcophagus, an elaborate cement Blood. burial vault, on that spot. Today, under the last name Blood, Canada411.ca has Yet the man never came back to claim the costly five listings in the 613 area code. Some quick tomb. Nor has anyone else. Mr. Blood left no address phoning, not surprisingly, shows what Mrs. Macbeth and was never heard from again. already knew: nobody in or around Ottawa ever had a relative named Ephriam Blood. The sarcophagus sits there still, empty. But what if the man came to Ottawa from somewhere In 1955, in her weekly column in the Citizen, a writer farther afield? named Madge Macbeth described it. A check of the Canadian census from 1881 and 1901 "The sarcophagus looks like a long stone box, 87 shows nobody of that name anywhere in the country. inches long, 44 inches wide. It protrudes about 14 inches above the ground but is thought to extend U.S. census data from 1880, however, shows two some six feet below the surface. The two bodies American men at that time who did possess the same could not lie flat side by side but one above the name as the man who bought the burial plots. One, other." listed as a carpenter, lived in Cuyahoga Falls, Ohio. That man was 58- years-old though, making him a A white elm tree, not visible in the photo that ran long shot to be alive in 1910, when he'd be 88. with the column, is now tall beside the tomb. The structure itself, however, is unchanged. An e-mail response from the city clerk's office in Cuyahoga Falls ends all doubt. Writing of the mystery, Mrs. Macbeth called it "Beechwood's strangest story." "We do have an Ephriam Blood buried in our Oakwood Cemetery, but his burial date was "Who was this shadowy figure who appeared out of 3/23/1886, which would mean he's not the Ephriam nowhere one day and dissolved into nowhere the Blood you are looking for. Sorry I wasn't able to help next?" she asked. you solve your mystery. Good luck!" Searching through half a century of Ottawa city The second man from the U.S. census, listed as a directories and other records, Mrs. Macbeth found no fisherman, lived in Putnam, New York. He was 50 at trace of Mr. Blood. A second column the following the time, making him a long shot as well. week posed still more questions. Sure enough, he died in 1895. "Was he married? Did he expect to be? Or hope to be? Did he think, by any chance, that a hesitant Despite this, he is not a dead end. There are still two young lady would decide in his favour because he listings under the name Blood in the Putnam area. It provided her with a dignified and costly resting place turns out, after a few phone calls to the Putnam for all eternity instead of a temporal home? Did he Bloods, that this Ephriam Blood who died a decade lose her after all? and a half too early to come to Ottawa is in their family tree. More intriguingly, so is his son -- also "The question mark on my (typewriter) is getting named Ephriam.

FPinfomart.ca Page 25 She also remembers that, probably after being Ruth (Blood) Corridon, of Rhode Island, a cousin of widowed, he remarried and had a son quite late in the Putnam Bloods, has a stack of family papers that life. That son, also named Ephriam, died within the show a long line of Ephriam Bloods. This son of the last decade, Mrs. Griffen says. fisherman lived from 1855 to 1934 and was the only person by that name who would have been alive in The question remains, though: what brought Ephriam 1910, in the sarcophagus era. B. Blood all the way to Ottawa to purchase the two plots in Section D that Saturday afternoon in the Ms. Corridon reveals another detail that strengthens summer of 1910. Was it, in fact, a love intrigue, as this Mr. Blood's candidacy to be the mysterious Madge MacBeth suggested? Ottawa tomb-buyer. Probably not. There are a lot of different ways to spell the name Ephriam, the most common of which is "Ephraim." The evidence suggests it was more likely business, Mrs. Macbeth, in her column, goes so far as to say not pleasure, that brought him here. that Beechwood's records must have been mistaken in the spelling it had for Mr. Blood's first name. Back in 1955, Mrs. Macbeth in her column quoted a man named Tom Moore, whom she credits with But all the Ephriam Bloods in her family, Ms. bringing the mystery to her attention. A line from this Corridon said, indeed spell their first name with the passage is noteworthy. "i" before the "a." "The excellent condition of the tomb," Mr. Moore Yet what about the middle initial, B? argued, "proves it to have been made of the best material and with the most skilled labour." This Mr. Blood lived at least part of his life in a town near Putnam called Ticonderoga, New York. This In Rhode Island, Ruth Corridon refers to one of a town is a three-minute ferry ride across Lake very limited number of copies of a clan history book Champlain from Orwell, Vermont, where he was long ago out of print: The Story of the Bloods, by actually born. The town clerk's office in Orwell has Roger D. Harris. Mention is made in this book of the records of both his birth, on April 2, 1855, and his Ephriam Blood in question, a short passage citing his marriage, to a Martha Cooper, on Aug. 31, 1879. career as a stonemason and eventual ferryman. Neither record lists a middle name. There is, however, one other fleeting reference. On But the 1920 census lists him living in Ticonderoga, Page 118, in a section recounting inventions by and having aged appropriately, with the middle initial Blood family members, Mr. Harris writes: "In 1903 B. What it stands for, and whether he gave it to Ephriam Blood of Ticonderoga made a cope for himself later in life, is still unclear. graves." What's known about him is that by trade he was a A "cope," the dictionary explains, is a type of cover. stonemason and plasterer. The heavy lid on the sarcophagus in Section D would seem to qualify. Later, around 1880, he bought and began operating the Red House Ferry between the New York and By 1910, Beechwood, which opened in 1873, was Vermont sides of the lake. He did that until his death already one of the most lavish and famous cemeteries 70 years ago, on Sept 28, 1934. He is buried in the in the country. It would have been a reasonable place Mount Hope Cemetery in Ticonderoga. to try to promote a new type of burial vault. The family does not know of any living direct If this was the scheme, it appears not to have been a descendants of Ephriam B. Blood. great success, ending in abandonment and a returned focus on the ferry operation. But in Pottersville, New York, about 50 kilometres from Ticonderoga, lives Betty (Blood) Griffen. She In Section 19, Grave P.C. 60, only a short distance was the youngest of 15 children in her family and she from the Blood sarcophagus, is the resting place of is now five months shy of her 90th birthday. She is Madge Macbeth, who died in 1965, in her late 80s. In the niece of Ephriam B. Blood. addition to her column, called "Over My Shoulder," she wrote more than two dozen books, including Mrs. Griffen, still perfectly sharp, has some fiction, drama, and non-fiction on everything from memories of her uncle Ephriam. He was a friendly the Elysian Islands to Ottawa Valley Baptist history. sort, she recalls. He believed in the curative power of herbs -- had them hanging all over his house. The name on the stone, however, is that of her son, Lt. Col. John Douglas Macbeth, 1903-1951, with He wasn't as tall as her father, his younger brother, whom she is buried. Her name was not added to the Amos Blood, who was over six feet. He was thin, like white, cross-shaped marker and appears nowhere at all the brothers. the grave. "They were all as lean as an old cat," she says. The least that could be done was to brush off some of the cobwebs and tell her about the man from

FPinfomart.ca Page 26 Ticonderoga. - - - Last in a Series There are 75,000 stories in the silent city of Beechwood Cemetery. A few belong to the very famous; the vast majority belong to people whose lives are little remembered in death. This is the last of a 15-day series of portraits spotlighting some of the stories behind the gravestones. Seven-day subscribers can read the entire series online at www.ottawacitizen.com.

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