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Kriss Kross and Find a Grave: Reaching a Two-Year Milestone

21 Friday Nov 2014

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Every now and then, I look at my profile on Find a Grave.com (FG) to see what my progress has been. When I checked it recently, I realized I had passed another milestone.

On November 2, 2012, I signed on with Find a Grave.com. I’ve been with them for over two years. Over that time, I’ve taken almost 10,000 pictures for FG. Wow.

Because not everybody knows what Find a Grave.com is or how it came to be, here’s the scoop.

This picture of Jim Tipton is on the Find a Grave.com web site. It's the only one of him I could find.

This picture of Jim Tipton is on the Find a Grave.com web site. It’s the only one of him I could find on the Internet.

Find a Grave was started as a free site in 1995 by Jim Tipton. According to the FG web site, Jim started it because he couldn’t find an existing site that supported his hobby of visiting the graves of famous people. He decided to create a platform for it. What started as an eccentric hobby became “a livelihood and a passion”.

At first, FG was supposed to be a database of photos and information about famous people, from movie stars to historical figures to famous athletes. What actually determines the “famous” label is up for debate. But FG has the final say on that when you submit a photo/bio of a person you consider famous.

Fast forward to 2013. FG has many more memorials to unfamous people than famous ones. In fact, it contains about 100 million memorials and 75 million photos. It’s become a valuable tool for people like me who use it for genealogical purposes. Millions of members take photos of graves and post them on FG every day.

In 2013, FG was sold to Ancestry.com for an undisclosed amount. It remains a free service, although some worry that this may change.

I’ve never created a memorial/bio for a famous person. But I did take the first photo of one famous Atlantan’s grave that FG published last year. It’s odd how it happened, too.

Here's a shameless plug for John's book on Westview Cemetery. Over 30 of the photos in it were taken by me! Aside from that minor detail, the book is a great history of Westview and you'll learn a lot about Atlanta's movers and shakers who shaped the city's rich history.

Here’s a shameless plug for John’s book on Westview Cemetery. Over 30 of the photos in it were taken by me! Aside from that minor detail, the book is a great history of Westview and shares a lot about Atlanta’s movers and shakers that shaped the city’s rich history.

Last year, I took a lot of pictures at Atlanta’s Westview Cemetery for my friend, John Bayne. The result of his hard work was published a few weeks ago (shameless plug). About 30 of my photos ended up in the book and John gave me credit for all of them.

That's John on the right. It was taken at the book signing at Westview in October. He also gave a nice talk about the book in Westview's Abbey Mausoleum Chapel.

That’s John on the right. This was taken at the book signing at Westview Cemetery in October. He also gave a nice talk about the book in Westview’s Abbey Mausoleum Chapel.

At the time, I used a spreadsheet of names, dates and grave locations to find what John needed. But one name on the list didn’t have a location and he hoped I would find it. He wasn’t even totally sure this famous person was buried there. Since Westview has over 100,000 graves, I was dubious that I could.

On a sunny October afternoon, I was hunting for the grave of Donald Lee Hollowell, a Georgia attorney famous for fighting for civil rights in the 1960s. I was having trouble finding it. Two fellows from the maintenance crew were working nearby and asked me if I needed help. One of them kindly radioed the office to get a better fix on the location while I looked around. That’s when I saw something.

It was the elusive grave of rapper James Christopher “Mac Daddy” Kelly that John had asked me to find. Kelly died of a drug overdose in May 2013.

The grave of famous rapper Chris "Mack Daddy" Kelly. I am embarrassed that I didn't realize that when I took the picture, I didn't see that you can see my reflection. I've since gotten better with my photography, I hope.

The grave of Kriss Kross rapper Chris “Mac Daddy” Kelly. I’m embarrassed that I didn’t realize that when I took the picture that you can see my reflection. I’ve since gotten better with my photography, I hope.

Chris Kelly is best known for being half of the duo Kris Kross. A native of Atlanta, Chris and his friend Chris “Daddy Mac” Smith were discovered by music producer Jermaine Dupri at an Atlanta mall. The pair’s unique habit of wearing their clothes backwards definitely made them stand out. Their hit song “Jump” in 1992 was on the radio in constant rotation at the time. It was indeed a catchy tune.

The album cover for Kriss Kross' first album, Totally Krossed Out, shows their trademark style of wearing their clothes backward.

The album cover for Kriss Kross’ first album, Totally Krossed Out, shows their trademark style of wearing their clothes backward. Photo courtesy of Ruffhouse Records/Columbia Records.

Kriss Kross went on to make more albums that sold very well. But adulthood proved more challenging to Chris Kelly than his youthful fame. Although it’s reported that he pursued training to become a music engineer, he also struggled with substance abuse. His mother told the press that on the night before he died, he had taken “speedballs”, a potentially fatal cocktail of heroin and cocaine.

Only in his mid-30s when he died, Chris Kelly’s death stunned many, including his former Kriss Kross partner, Chris Smith. In his statement to the press, he said, “Chris Kelly was my best friend. He was like a brother. I love him and will miss him dearly.”

Chris Kelly (left) reunited with his Kriss Kross partner Chris Smith at a Februar 2013 anniversary concert for Atlanta-based So So Def Records.

Chris Kelly (left) reunited with his Kriss Kross partner Chris Smith at a February 2013 anniversary concert for Atlanta-based So So Def Records. Photo courtesy of Chris Mitchell.

Hardly able to believe I’d stumbled across the one grave I thought I would never find, I turned to see the other crew member witnessing my surprise. He knew what I was asking without saying the words. “Yeah, that’s him,” he murmured.

I’ve never been a fan of rap music because of its tendency toward strong profanity, violence and terrible treatment of women. But as the mother of a son, I can empathize with Chris Kelly’s mother over the loss of her child.

I took my pictures, still stunned. Later, I posted them to FG and one became my first published photo of a famous grave.

Looking back over the last two years, I can say volunteering for FG did change my life in a dramatic way. Because when I started hunting for graves, I found a new sense of purpose I hadn’t had in a long time.

This picture of William Rogers' grave at Rogers-Bell Cemetery near Johns Creek, Ga., is one of the first I took for Find a Grave.

This picture of William Rogers’ grave at Rogers-Bell Cemetery near Johns Creek, Ga., is one of the first I took for Find a Grave.

In fall 2012, my son started kindergarden so I had a little more time to myself. I’m blessed to be able to stay home and not work a full-time job as so many moms must. I know that washing pots and pans, and folding laundry isn’t fun for anybody. But I felt frustrated, lacking in purpose.

My already limited freelance writing career was going nowhere so I sought an outlet for my creative juices. Even if it meant not making a dime from it. Joining FG provided the spark and from that, Adventures in Cemetery Hopping was born. It’s been quite an adventure indeed.

While what I do doesn’t equal curing a disease or solving economic problems, it gives me a way to use my talents and skills while educating and (hopefully) inspiring others. I’ve made a few people happy by finding the final resting place of their loved ones. Maybe some of you have learned something new because of this blog.

I hope you’ll continue with me on the journey.

Sunday morning at Bonaventure Cemetery in Savannah, Ga.

Sunday morning at Bonaventure Cemetery in Savannah, Ga.

A Walk Through Atlanta’s Pet Heaven Memorial Park

14 Friday Nov 2014

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UPDATE: A kind reader sent me a link, which indicates that that either the cemetery was sold to new owners that are trying to market it or the old ones are finally getting on the Internet. I’m not quite sure what the relationship is with the other cemetery but if you want further information, you can contact them at this link. (12/9/2018)

A few weeks ago I wrote about Oak Rest Pet Gardens, a modern pet cemetery in the Northeast suburbs of Atlanta. But on the way there, I was thinking of another pet cemetery I’d heard about. I stumbled upon a listing on Find a Grave for Atlanta Pet Cemetery. The few pictures I saw showed a rather rough around the edges cemetery with an old sign that referred to it as Pet Heaven Memorial Park.

This picture of the cemetery sign is from 2010, courtesy of Find a Grave volunteer Scott Steinbrink.

This picture is from 2010, courtesy of Find a Grave volunteer Scott Steinbrink.

It wasn’t until this week, having recruited my photographer friend Jennifer Graham to accompany me, that I got there. I’ve been in that part of Northwest Atlanta a few times, but not that deep inside the I-285 Perimeter.

Pet Heaven Memorial Park is located in a quirky area called Monroe Heights near Bolton Road and Donald Lee Hollowell Parkway (formerly Bankhead Highway). Amid industrial plants and older residences, it’s got long stretches of forest along the road. Not what you would expect so close to the city. I was thankful my directions advised drivers to turn onto a small driveway just past the Procter Creek bridge. I would have never seen it otherwise.

Procter Creek runs through Pet Heaven Memorial Park. You can see the highway bridge from the driveway.

Procter Creek runs through Pet Heaven Memorial Park. You can see the highway bridge from the driveway.

The first thing I noticed was the new sign.

A new sign marks the entrance to Pet Heaven Memorial Park.

I know nothing about Pet Heaven Memorial Park. There is no information about them on the Internet, although I did see it listed in the online Yellow Pages with a phone number. I don’t know who owns or operates it. But clearly people know about it because burials continue to take place here.

Pet Heaven has two distinct sections. The old section, off to the left as you enter, is a disorganized, shabby area. I found graves for pets dating back to the 40s there. The newer section, to the right, is neatly mowed and the dates are from the 80s to the present.

To the left of the entrance, you can see the older, disorganized section of the cemetery. Some of the graves are sunk so deep you cannot read the markers.

To the left of the entrance, you can see the old section of the cemetery. Some of the graves are sunk so deep you cannot read the markers. Procter Creek borders the back of the property.

One of the markers was for a toy poodle named Fluffy. I think perhaps “Hardee’s Mignon” was her official AKC (American Kennel Club) name but I don’t know for sure.

Fluffy did not have a long life but she was loved by her owners.

A double grave for Peaches and Mittens Wynne (I think they must have been cats) had some inscriptions on the flat potions.

Mittens Wynne died in 1990.

Mittens Wynne died in 1990.

Further on, we began seeing graves from the 60s and earlier.

Gravestones for cats Dixie Belle and Lady Swadley. It's sometimes hard to tell what kind of pet it is from just the name alone.

I got a little excited when we starting seeing dates from the 40s. One of them was sunk down in the ground, so I had to brush off dirt to see the dates at the bottom.

Cedartown is about 55 miles west of the cemetery, not far from the Alabama border.

Cedartown is about 55 miles west of the cemetery, not far from the Alabama border.

Then I saw a group of graves that had some numbers on them. I’m wondering if they were AKC registration numbers.

All of these pets were buried here at some time before 1950, at a time when pet cemeteries were unheard of.

It's hard to fathom that a dog that lived through the Great Depression is buried here.

It’s hard to fathom that a dog that lived through the Great Depression is buried here.

As we went deeper into the cemetery, it was apparent that the older section was a mess. Some of the markers looked like they had been uprooted and tossed into a pile at some point. I don’t know if they even mark the actual graves anymore. It was sad to see.

I am curious to know if this part of the cemetery has been abandoned. It looks neglected.

I am curious to know if this part of the cemetery has been abandoned.

Over to one side by some concrete blocks was a sad little grave nearly face down.

Poor Speck's owners probably didn't intend for his marker to end up like this.

Speck’s owners probably didn’t intend for his marker to end up like this.

Looking toward Procter Creek, we saw more evidence of the chaos in the older section.

There is no rhyme or reason to marker placement, which indicates to me they may not be on the original graves.

This one was a favorite of mine.

The names on the older pet graves reflect dog names of the time. Bingo, Rex and King were common then.

There were even a few for birds.

PetHeavenZipPetHeavenRohmSome markers had the breed of the pet engraved on them.

PetHeavenSunbeamAs is the case in the photo above, many of the graves are being overtaken by grass and weeds.

PetHeavengrassWalking over to the new section, the difference between the two is obvious. The grass is cut, the graves have been edged with a weed whacker (it looks like). The graves are mostly in neat rows. Also, many of the markers look very similar.

The difference between the older and newer sections is quite dramatic.

Lucifer reminded me of the comic strip dog, Marmaduke. His grave is one of the few that has a photo of the pet on it.

If you look at the top of the photo, you can see the edge of the older section. The contrast is pretty clear.

If you look at the top of the photo, you can see the edge of the older section.

Most of the markers were more like this, small and square. This one is for a pet rabbit named Fiver. It was the only one (in the new section) I saw that was cracked like this.

PetHeavenBunnyThere did seem to be more cat graves in the newer section.

PetHeavenCallieWe noticed there were some little statues here and there. Some were of fawns, some were cats, and there was one statue. An alert reader told me it is St. Teresa.

PetHeavenMaryI did take fewer pictures of the new section because frankly, it wasn’t as interesting to me as the old one. Even though the old section was a hot mess, it felt more genuine.

It would be unfair of me to say that the owners of Pet Heaven have kept up the new section and abandoned the old one because I have no information about the history of the property. Maybe the land the old section is on was sold to someone else (or the City of Atlanta) and they can’t do anything to it. That’s not unheard of when it comes to cemeteries.

Or it may be the victim of continued vandalism, a phenomenon that seems to be getting worse every year.

At the same time, people are still burying their pets here. One of the markers I saw was for June 2014. And that’s a good thing. While they are growing in popularity, pet cemeteries are still hard to find in some parts of town.

There are too many questions about Pet Heaven that I don’t have the answers to. I would love to know who originally started it and what happened over the years. Why it’s a hidden little place that few people know about.

I’m hopeful that someone who knows more about this place will contact me so I can share it with you soon.

PetHeavenPug

This one is for the pug lovers I know, Lisa and Jennifer.

A Beautiful Decay: Visiting Laurel Grove North Cemetery

07 Friday Nov 2014

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A few weeks ago, I wrote about my recent visit to Laurel Grove South Cemetery. Today, I’m going to concentrate on her sister, Laurel Grove North Cemetery (LGN).

When taphophiles (cemetery nuts like me) talk about Savannah, the first place they mention is Bonaventure Cemetery, and for good reason. Featured in Midnight in the Garden of Good and Evil, Bonaventure gets a lot of press and tour buses run through it daily. As you may have seen from pictures of it that I’ve posted on my AICH Facebook page, it’s amazing.

Because of that notoriety, LGN is a hidden Savannah gem. The first time I visited there in February, my friend Frank and I spent many hours wandering, and we only encountered one other group of people. It’s perfect for meandering about, looking at names and poking around the old moss-laden crypts and mausoleums.

My visit a few weeks ago was no different, although Frank wasn’t with me. The mere fact that LGN is quiet and obscure makes it even more attractive to a cemetery wanderer like me.

Laurel Grove North is twice the size of her sister cemetery, Laurel Grove South.

Laurel Grove North is more than twice the size of her sister cemetery, Laurel Grove South.

Like LGS, LGN was carved out of the former Springfield Plantation. Named after the native laurel oak trees that once inhabited the site, LGN was developed in 1850 as the Old Cemetery (Colonial Park Cemetery), the Old Jewish Cemetery, Potter’s Field and the Old Negro Cemetery approached capacity.

All of the available cemetery lots at LGN were sold during the Victorian Era. Because of that, it probably has the highest concentration of Victorian cemetery architecture in the Southeast.

Entrance drive of Laurel Grove North. I only encountered a few other people that day.

Entrance drive of Laurel Grove North.

About 10 years ago, the status of Laurel Grove North was in question due to some differences of opinion on how it should be preserved and maintained. You can read about that brouhaha here. It also suffers some occasional vandalism. As with Magnolia Cemetery in Charleston, some of the old iron fencing is falling apart due to age and weather. But all in all, LGN is in pretty good shape.

One of the first monuments I zeroed in on was a white bronze (zinc) marker for the Dannenfelser family. William Dannenfelser emigrated to Savannah from Germany, becoming a naturalized citizen in 1856.

The Dannenfelser family monument is made of white bronze, which is actually zinc. You can see their son William's marker in the background to the left.

The Dannenfelser family monument is made of white bronze, which is actually zinc. You can see their son William’s marker in the background to the left.

After first living in Norwich, Conn., William and his wife, Catherine, moved to Savannah. William was a butcher. Together, they had three children. The youngest, William Jr., was the only child born in America. He died at the age of 14 and is buried beside them.

William Dannenfelser Jr. died at the age of 14. His sisters both lived into adulthood.

William Dannenfelser Jr. died at the age of 14. His sisters both lived into adulthood.

LGN has a large number of Confederate soldiers buried there, with one section containing about 700 graves. According to one website I read, most of the veterans’ markers were in bad shape until the local United Daughters of the Confederacy requested that the Veterans Administration replace them with new ones.

Known as Confederate Field, this section of cemetery contains the graves of about 700 Confederate veterans.

Known as Confederate Field, this section of LGN contains the graves of about 700 Confederate veterans.

One of the markers I photographed was for Private William M. Patterson, who could have been no more than 16 when he enlisted in May 1861. Unmarried, he died at Gettysburg in July 1863. Patterson was from Sterling Bluff Plantation on the Ogeechee River in Ways Station, Bryan County, Ga. His body, along with others who died at Gettysburg, was returned to Savannah in 1871.

William Patterson enlisted in May 1861 as a Private, becoming part of "B" Co. Ga 8th Infantry. He was Killed on July 2, 1863 at Gettysburg, Pa.

William Patterson enlisted in May 1861 as a Private, becoming part of “B” Co. Ga 8th Infantry. He was killed on July 2, 1863 at Gettysburg, Pa. It’s a little hard to see.

The large statue that dominates Confederate Field is called “Silence”. She stands among the soldiers who fought at Gettysburg. The bottom of the base reads, “Here Rest ‘Till Roll Call’ The Men Of Gettysburg.”

The words on the north side of the monument are from Theodore O’Hara’s poem, “The Bivouac of the Dead” which is displayed in many National Cemeteries: “On Fame’s Eternal camping ground, Their silent tents are spread. And Glory guards with silent round The bivouac of the Dead.”

The words on the north side of the monument are from Theodore O’Hara’s poem, “The Bivouac of the Dead” which is displayed in many National Cemeteries.

According to a blog Gettysburg Daily, Silence’s first home was not LGN. She was originally on the Confederate Monument in Forsyth Park in downtown Savannah, situated inside a cupola. But the locals weren’t very happy about it. Some thought being inside the cupola made her look like “a canary in a cage.” So in 1878, she was moved to LGN to stand watch over the Confederate dead.

However, my favorite area is toward the back and contains a jaw-dropping Italian statue that I must have photographed from every angle. I can’t stop staring at it when I visit.

Very little is known about Louisa Porter. But the statue that graces her grave is stunning.

Louisa Porter was the only daughter of Dr. Adam Alexander of Inverness, Scotland, and Louisa Fredrika Schmidt of Stuttgart, Germany. Dr. Alexander came to America in 1776 and served in the Colonial Army as a surgeon during the Revolutionary War. While tending to wounded, Dr. Alexander was briefly taken prisoner by the British at the Seige of Savannah and later released to attend to a wounded British officer.

Born in Liberty County, Ga. in 1807, Louisa had an older brother named Adam. She married Anthony Porter, who was president of the Bank of Georgia, in 1824. She was his second wife. Louisa was 18 and Anthony was probably 40.

The detail of the angel's wings is elaborate. Looking at it up close, I was in awe of the time it must have taken to create.

The detail of the angel’s wings is eye-catching. Looking at it up close, I am in awe of the time it must have taken to create. The marble monument to the right belongs to her husband Anthony Porter, who was a wealthy banker.

Although the Porters had no children, Louisa was very devoted to her brother’s children. Thanks to Anthony’s wealth, she was also devoted to philanthropic causes. She was on the board of directors of the Savannah Free School three times between the years of 1833 and 1855. She was also director for the Savannah Female Society during 1843 and 1855.

Louisa was a devout Christian. She was a member of the Independent Presbyterian Church, and the Presbyterian Sunday School Association.

A devout Christian, Louisa was a member of the Independent Presbyterian Church, and the Presbyterian Sunday School Association.

But Louisa’s greatest concern was for homeless women and children, and she helped to form the Industrial Relief Society and Home for the Friendless. After her death in 1888, her heirs gave a considerable part of her estate to that institution. In appreciation, its name was changed to the Louisa Porter Home for Girls.

The angel itself is made of Carara marble, signed by Italian sculptor A. Caniparoli. I couldn’t find anything at all about him online.

From the buttons on her sleeve to her enigmatic expression, this angel is a testament to Louisa Porter's giving heart.

From the buttons on her sleeve to her enigmatic expression, this angel is a testament to Louisa Porter’s giving heart.

Of course, there’s a lot more to Laurel Grove than Louisa Porter’s angel. Time has not been particularly kind to the metalwork that abounds. But this kind of gentle decay that’s common in some Southern cemeteries can bring out a different sort of beauty worth appreciating.

This is one of many slowly decaying metal gates at Laurel Grove North.

This is one of many slowly decaying metal gates at Laurel Grove North.

LGN also has so many interesting crypts and mausoleums, it’s hard to take them all in. This Egyptian-styled one stands out.

This Egyptian-themed tomb reminds me of the one I saw at Magnolia Cemetery in Charleston, S.C. There's another one at nearby Bonaventure Cemetery, too.

This Egyptian-themed tomb reminds me of the one I saw at Magnolia Cemetery in Charleston, S.C. There’s another one at nearby Bonaventure Cemetery, too.

The Gilmer-Minis family pavilion is equally elaborate.

LGNGilmerMinis

Finally, LGN does have a few celebrities buried there. The most famous is Juliette Gordon Low, founder of the Girl Scouts. But I was more interested in finding a more obscure celebrity, James Pierpont. The name probably doesn’t ring a bell but the song he wrote will.

James Pierpont's name is unknown but the famous Christmas carols he penned certainly is.

James Pierpont’s name is unknown but the famous Christmas carol he penned certainly is.

Born in 1822 in Boston, James Lord Pierpoint was the uncle of the financier and banker John Pierpont Morgan. After a stint in the Navy, James married. His wife and children stayed back east while James tried his luck as a photographer during the California Gold Rush but a fire burned his goods.

In 1853, James’ wife died. His brother, the Rev. John Pierpont, Jr., accepted a post with the Savannah, Ga., Unitarian congregation. James followed, taking a post as the organist and music director of the church. He remarried and in his spare time, wrote many ballads, polkas and minstrel songs.

Although James Pierpont wrote one of the most popular songs in history, he didn't make much money from it.

Although James Pierpont wrote one of the most popular songs in history, he didn’t make much money from it.

In August, 1857, James’ song “The One Horse Open Sleigh” was published. The song was originally performed in a Sunday school concert on Thanksgiving in Savannah. In 1859, it was re-released with the title “Jingle Bells, or The One Horse Open Sleigh”. While it wasn’t a hit at the time,  the popularity of the song grew to the point where it’s now one of the most popular Christmas songs ever.

I could spend another few blog posts detailing the beauties of Laurel Grove North. But for now, I’ll let you dwell on what I’ve written today. Maybe someday you can see it for yourself.

You won’t regret it.

The hourglass symbolizes time's inevitable passing and and the shortness of life.

The hourglass symbolizes time’s inevitable passing and and the shortness of life.

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