Havana shows its cemetery with pride
Grand displays, humble graves coexist amid whimsy, reverence
JAMES ANDERSON
Associated Press
HAVANA -- Laid out along the plan of an
ancient Roman city, Havana's Cristóbal
Colón Necropolis is one of the globe's
great cemeteries, offering a fascinating
stroll through architectural treasures
and Cuban history.
Since its first recorded burial in 1868,
the cemetery's population has grown to an
estimated one million. Its grid of numbered
and lettered streets contains
grandiose family plots of self-indulgence
and austere memorials to martyrs of
Fidel Castro's revolution.
And there is the fanciful. A sailboat sculpture
honors Antonio Balaz, a national
sailing champion. A double-three domino
marks the final resting place of Juana
Marín, a fanatic of the game who
suffered a heart attack when she couldn't use a
final double-three clutched in her hand.
A white marble chess king adorns the
tomb of world champion José Raúl
Copablanca.
Galician architect Calixto de Loira won
the competition for the cemetery's design
with a submission titled ``Wan Death Arrives
Without Distinction at Hovels and at
the Palaces of Kings.'' The results live
up to his promise.
Here lie Spanish bishops, revolutionary
heroes Máximo Gómez and Marcelo
Salado Lastra, and politician Eduardo Chibás,
a crusader against corruption who
committed suicide during a radio broadcast
in 1951. At Chibás' funeral, a young
Castro jumped atop the grave to denounce
the government in his public debut.
For a $1 entry fee, an aide will lend a
well-worn map (``Our only one,'' she
apologizes). You'll need it if you're pressed
for time to catch the highlights of the
138 acres.
With a flourish, the arches of the necropolis'
Romanesque-Byzantine Gate of
Peace open onto Christopher Columbus Avenue,
a broad, tree-lined way where
you find tombs of the ``First Order'' --
mostly honoring pre- and post-colonial
Cuban heroes and the privileged.
SPLENDID TRIBUTES
They include an imposing chestnut, gray
and beige marble obelisk
commemorating independence hero Gómez,
who died in 1905. Farther along is
the modernistic chapel for Catalina Lasa
(1936) designed by Rene Lalique: white
marble, black granite and purple crystal
in a main facade and vaulted apse that
resembles a space pod from 2001: A Space
Odyssey.
Neo-Gothic, eclectic, modernist, Art Deco,
and neo-Romanesque styles abound.
A small pyramid modeled after Egypt's Cheops
contrasts with elaborate statuary
of Jesus and the Virgin Mary. A hilltop
stand of polished metal flags is raised in
everlasting tribute to Castro's fallen
comrades.
Cherubs that adorn a mausoleum dedicated
to eight Cuban medical students
executed by Spanish colonial troops in
1871 were sculpted by renowned Cuban
artist José Vilalta Saavedra. Pilgrims
flock to the shrine of La Milagrosa (the
Miraculous One), a woman who died in childbirth
in 1901 and whose remains
were said to be intact when she was disinterred
years later.
At times, the necropolis' juxtapositions can be staggering.
The stark Pantheon of the Revolutionary
Armed Forces, its bearded metal
warriors standing guard and tombs marked
by number, stands near a modest
memorial built by the one-time Anglo-American
Association of Cuba.
``There are a lot of gringos here,'' said
Jorge Guadalupe, a 55-year-old dentist
using chisel and brush to restore a small
1937 marker for a father-in-law.
``This is a beautiful place,'' Guadalupe
said, wiping a sweat-stained brow. ``It's a
national monument, a history not only of
Cuba but of many nations.''
In all, there are 420 chapels for families,
immigrant groups and charitable and
workers associations.
They include memorials for masons, French
and Japanese immigrant colonies,
telephone workers, merchant sailors, baseball
players, umpires and coaches,
dockworkers and the Workers Society of
La Tropical Brewery.
Not everyone enjoys such recognition in
the afterlife. Víctor Domínguez presides
over the cemetery's octagonal General Ossuary,
leading relatives through a grim
maze lined by stacks of concrete urns.
``They say there are 11,000 little boxes
here,'' Domínguez shrugs. ``For 10 pesos
a year families can keep them here.'' With
a friendly nod he bids farewell, ready to
direct another visiting family to their
dead.
Amid it all, the living continue to bury
their dead. Tourists pause as funeral
processions of taxis and old Chevys pass
by.
Mass is celebrated in the 1886 Central Chapel,
an octagonal
Romanesque-Byzantine structure with a fresco
titled Last Judgment, by Cuban
artist Miguel Melero.
A visit to the necropolis can appropriately
end with a simple marble star marking
the grave of revolutionary hero Salado
Lastra, who died in 1958. Its inscription --
and his quote for eternity: ``One can only
be happy when we create a place in
history, when we feel that we are fulfilling
our duty.''