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    The Kensico Cemetery

    The Kensico Cemetery

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    Way back when, my motive in coming up this way was to visit Gate of Heaven, the Catholic cemetery…read moreacross the street, but, once I had accomplished that goal, it was impossible to ignore Kensico. Kensico came into existence in 1889, offering a final resting place to NYC residents looking for a rural cemetery with access to the rails. Kensico fit the bill (based on what I've read, they ceded part of the acreage to Gate of Heaven to accommodate Catholic NYC residents). It's a lovely 460 acres of rolling hills, lush foliage, and ponds/streams. If it's not quite the last resting place of robber barons that Woodlawn in the Bronx is, it has many immense, extravagant monuments of architectural splendor. David Sarnoff, head of RCA and considered a pioneer in radio and TV, is buried in an impressive mausoleum that has his name emblazoned across the front of it. Jacob Ruppert, brewer and NY Yankees owner, is buried in an enormous, opulent Grecian-style mausoleum set on top of a hill. Other monuments are less ornate, less flamboyant, but sometimes even more breathtaking in their own understated way. The entrance I came in has an office space/building that reminded me of what you might see in a Tyrolean village. I didn't have reason to go in, but it was impressive looking. Bandleader Tommy Dorsey (to get Frank Sinatra out of his contract, NJ mob boss Willie Moretti supposedly...perhaps apocryphally...put a gun to Dorsey's head and said, "Your brains or your signature will be on that contract in 1 minute.") is buried not far from far-right icon Ayn Rand, who was responsible for "Objectivism," which basically was just another updated justification for Social Darwinism (I read one of her books, "Anthem," because it was the slimmest 1 I could find. When you take away the "philosophy," you're left with the tritest science fiction imaginable; the only good thing to come out of it was the Rush song of the same name). I've been bored by sports all my life, but I always admired Babe Ruth (Gate of Heaven) and Lou Gehrig, a superb athlete who demonstrated enormous bravery and courage in the face of a debilitating, ultimately fatal illness (my late father's best friend had ALS, and I'll just say that it isn't a pleasant way to go; he essentially committed suicide to put an end to his own suffering and that of his family). Lou's modest, tastefully rendered monument, located in a back corner of the cemetery, is not necessarily difficult to find-- just look for flags and baseball paraphernalia that adorn it. On 1 visit I made during the summer, I sat parked near it, my windows open, just enjoying the peace and quiet, as well as a soft breeze, when a security car rode past and gave me the "once over." They didn't linger, intrude, or make me feel uncomfortable, though. Anne Bancroft, Danny Kaye, Soupy Sales, Gil Scott Heron, composer Sergei Rachmaninoff, Billie Burke (Wizard of Oz's "Good Witch"), her husband Flo Ziegfeld, are all resting among the undulating hills. The grave of Robert De Niro's father is marked by the statue of an Elk. There's a section of the cemetery devoted to "The Actor's Fund," a space provided for actors that I guess were "down on their luck" when they passed away. I recognized some of the names as I walked through the area-- Guy Kibbee, Frank Craven (great in my favorite Universal film, "Son of Dracula"), Wendy Barrie (she destroyed her promising Hollywood career by having an affair with mobster Bugsy Siegel). And Jill Haworth, who was always a favorite of mine. She had a delicate beauty, and I thought she was excellent in the work of hers I saw-- "Exodus," where she played Sal Mineo's doomed girlfriend; "In Harm's Way" (she would describe John Wayne as "the meanest, nastiest man"); and an episode of "The Outer Limits" called "The 6th Finger" where she portrayed David McCallum's simple girlfriend and gave a performance of great poignancy. She was in a bad horror movie with Roddy McDowell called "It" (McDowell presented her with a poster of the movie with the letters "SH" written in front of "IT."). She was in the original Broadway production of "Cabaret" and supposedly gave a performance that was more in keeping with the original conception of the character of Sally Bowles. Kubrick supposedly wanted her for the lead role in "Lolita," but this was refused by Otto Preminger, who had her under contract (I think it would have been a better movie if she had been in it). I saw a picture of her not long before she died prematurely, and she was unrecognizable. She was living in a NY apartment with her mother and I'm not entirely sure what the circumstances of her end were, but I always feel sad when I think of her. She was a beautiful, talented actress who could have achieved so much more. Still, Kensico is such a sylvan, lovely oasis of calm tranquility that it's hard to imagine any of the spirits or shades of its "permanent residents" not being at peace. Highly, and respectfully, recommended.

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