Waldheim Jewish Cemetery
Where I went on Sunday
Not exactly everyone’s cup of tea…I admit it. However, as part of my Spertus project, I decided to go to Waldheim Jewish Cemetery since it certainly should be considered a part of Jewish Life in Chicago. Such history and culture. Over a hundred years old. So, I walked and explored with two ready cameras, looking up, down, and around. Did not see ONE other person walking around the entire time I was there and while that was a little weird for me to experience, it also provided a unique solitary atmosphere!
Hmm…which one of these images should I use for my project?
Above is one of the first things I found, laying on the ground in the grass with a flower next to it. A long lost photo….obviously fallen off a headstone. Who is that dapper man?? Those are the kinds of questions that went through my mind, observing.
A good view of what the paths look like there. Old graves, many with photos and detailed inscriptions. English, Hebrew, and Yiddish…probably more than that! Think of the care that went into crafting these stones and the thought behind the words. Quite inspiring to read some of the heartfelt tributes.
So warm and sweet. Yet, difficult for me to take this photo… But, I felt the story should be shared! Note the inscription on the heart shaped stone and the headstone, too.
So long ago, but something still magnificent about this family’s bold and proud monument.
I haven’t visited there in a long, long time. It hasn’t changed! Though it does look like it’s generally maintained quite well, given its age. The memories and histories I recalled are still there…an overwhelming feeling of heritage and culture. And life.
Thanks for visiting!
-Stephen M. Levin