Greenwood Cemetery


If you have spent any significant amount of time with me in Brooklyn you have probably heard me talking about how much I love Greenwood Cemetery. It is one of my favorite places to go on a pleasant spring, summer, or autumn day in the borough of kings. It's a lot like a beautiful park without all the other (living) people and noisy children.
In spite of all it has to offer, I continue to be amazed by the fact that most New Yorkers are seemingly oblivious even to its existence. Just the other day I asked a girl out and mentioned Greenwood as a possible destination (which I do often, "Oh look, what a gorgeous veiw. Oh look, now I'm kissing you, funny how that happens). Her response? Is that really a fun place?
Well, Alison, allow me to enlighten you.
Brooklyn's Greenwood Cemetery was founded in 1838 and quickly became THE place to be buried if/when you croaked in the good ole' U.S. of A. Hundreds of thousands of vistors a year flocked to see the beautiful architecture and famous headstones, making Greenwood the 2nd most popular tourist destination in the entire country, behind Niagra Falls (which isn't even fully in the United States... suck it, Canada). Several famous fellows call Greenwood their "permenant home." Boss Tweed, Jean-Michel Basquiat, and Leonard Bernstein can all be found there along with super famous composer (and familial ancestor) Louis Gottschalk. Gottschalk even has his picture on the map of famous graves and a separate brochure all about him and his grave. That's right, old Louis Moreau Gottschalk MacLean gets the same amount of cred as Basquiat and Leonard Bernstein (suck it, Canada).
Greenwood was such a popular place to be buried that if you had a nice enough grave, it could make you famous. This was the case for young Charlotte Canda, who was killed on her 17th birthday in a carriage accident (suck it, Canada). The tragic nature of her death coupled with the beauty Charlotte's mausoleum attracted, literally, thousands of visitors to the cemetary in the years immediately after her death.
Charlotte "don't call me Canada" Canda's Mausoleum
Visiting Greenwood wasn't just a trip to a cemetary, it was a day at the art gallery.
Don't like art? First, what's wrong with you? Second, that's okay! Because Greenwood Cemetary is also a wildlife sanctuary. The cemetery is particularly well known to birdwatchers. Most famous of all are the several monk parakeets that nest in the central spire of the entrace to the cemetery. Legend has it the tropical birds escaped a crate at JFK in the 1960s and eventually settled Greenwood. True or not, it is hard to visit without seeing the lively bright green birds.
Don't like art or birds? That's okay too, because Greenwood is also home to some fantastic views and history. The battle of Brooklyn happened here and the highest points in all of the city supply amazing views of the city and harbor.
If all that wasn't enough, Greenwood hosts several events well worth checking out (if you can manage a ticket). In the coming weeks Our Town is going to be performed there. How many cemeteries do you know of that have a summer play series?
So yeah, next time you wake up to find yourself greeted by a particularly lovely New York City day, stop by Greenwood Cemetery. It's a great place to get lost for a few hours and the bars near by are awesome.
In short, Greenwood Cemetery is fucking awesome, what's your excuse for not knowing about it?


