Personal Narrative: My Visit To Mt Cemetery

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I was awestruck when I first passed through the gates. It may have been a mix of the emotions and sadness from the reason I first visited, but I was genuinely amazed. Allegheny Cemetery had me gasping at the intricate, unique beauty of each stone and massive size of the land. I don’t mean to be morbid, but Allegheny Cemetery is my place of choice for this essay. The cemetery was incorporated in 1844 and is the sixth oldest rural cemetery in America. It encompasses 300 acres of luscious Allegheny County land. This hilly landscape is the essence of Pittsburgh. The landscape is naturally groomed by a multitude of deer and wildlife that graze the territory. The multiple ponds and innumerable trees just add to the picturesque landscape that so many …show more content…
I can imagine her sitting on her stone looking around at the trees, shrubbery, and wildlife that surrounds. She would love being surrounded by all of that nature and greenery. She studied botany in college and adored plants until her death in 2013. Members of my family tell stories about walking through Phipps with her by their side as she named each plant without looking at the small signs indicating the names. She traveled all over the world with her husband, my grandfather, Jack Kerr. It is unfathomable to me to think that she traveled all over this great earth experiencing all of the cultures and architecture that stands around the world only to keep coming back to Pittsburgh. It is appropriate that she claim her eternal resting place in Allegheny County, sitting on a hill in a Pittsburgh History Landmark. Personally, this place sparked an interest in me to study architecture, it also inspired me to look into the historical realm of design inspirations. Allegheny Cemetery holds a dear place in my heart; as it holds so many notable figures in Pittsburgh history, the most important to me being my

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