Baltimore’s 65 acre Green Mount Cemetery seemed perfect for my morning constitutional, but the inscriptions so hobbled my pace, I could hardly claim any physical exercise. Every tombstone offered a glimpse of a story that left me wondering over the rest.
Johns Hopkins loved his cousin, but couldn’t marry her because they were Quakers. Instead they married no one and joined in a lifetime platonic partnership. With no heirs, the successful J. Hopkins designated his entire fortune to found Johns Hopkins University and Hospital. Every year the University sends a celebratory contingent to Hopkins’ grave at Green Mount Cemetery to honor his memory. So while a different Green Mount memorial promises eternal life through the memories of loved ones, Hopkins had better success by leaving no one.
Stately adjoining tombstones with g!owing inscriptions. Mrs. was saintly beyond belief. Mr. descended from Mayflower stock to marry that saint. Did her sainthood come from living with a Mr. whose only good attribute was his family? This elaborate monument also piqued my curiosity. Mrs. R’s loving daughter credited herself as the stone’s sponsor. Did she want to share in the glory, or did her sibling(s) fail to contribute?