Kudos to both O Docker and Tillerman for correctly identifying the sign in the last quiz as being hung on the front door of St. Ignatius Roman Catholic church in St. Inigoes, Maryland.
Visitors are welcome to visit the church, but to gain entry you have to ask for the front door key from the guard at the front gate of the nearby Webster Field Annex of Naval Air Station Patuxent River. And when I say nearby, I don’t mean within a mile or two… I mean it’s — what? — a 150 feet away? The windows of the guard-house are all mirrored so people approaching can’t see in and there are signs all over the place saying “DO NOT TRESPASS”. And when you knock on the door, you’ll see an armed guard in body armor and helmet. Not the most welcoming sight when approaching to ask for a key to the nearby church. Especially when approaching with a camera in your hand — like I did.
No, I didn’t take a photo. No, I didn’t even sneak one.
Prior to visiting St. Ignatius church, Cindy and I knew of Webster Field Annex for only two things — the heaviest sleepers on earth and drones. Why do I say that? I thought you’d never ask:
One. Every morning — promptly at 8:00 AM — loudspeakers kick off and begin playing the Star-Spangled Banner. That’s not so bad, right? I love the Star-Spangled Banner. Never get tired of hearing it. And by the time they light it up at Webster Field Annex every morning at 8:00 AM, I’ve generally been up for at least several hours and can appreciate a good listen…
From 3.25 MILES away.
Yes, I’ll repeat that. We hear the Star-Spangled Banner every morning in our marina from 3.25 miles away. Not faintly either. Loudly. You can even hear it inside the cabin of the boat when it’s all sealed up… a bit more muted, of course, but it can still be clearly heard.
Imagine what that must sound like in the barracks! Are they deaf after the first week of duty at Webster Field? Or are they just trying to raise the dead out of the St. Ignatius church cemetery?
Two. We often hear them testing propeller-driven drones from the Annex and can see them being run through their paces in the skies above.
But I didn’t come here for the music or the drones, I came to find out who was buried in the St. Ignatius cemetery, and the only way to do that was to get inside the church to check their burial records.
So once I finally got the key — after surrendering my driver’s license — I opened the front door, stepped inside, and discovered this little gem.
I will say, however, that St. Ignatius church is the only building I’ve ever gone into on the National Register of Historic Places that had pinkish (coral? choral?) shag carpeting installed in it. And considering the church was built in 1785, I feel comfortable taking the stand that the carpeting isn’t authentic. Seriously… why?
St. Ignatius church was dead quiet while I was there. With 21-inch thick walls, I suspect I might even have to strain to hear the Star-Spangled Banner play every morning.
But enough of that. Here is what I really came for…
Hmmm. Not old enough.
This seems to happen a lot with really old church cemeteries — either the trees or the boxwood bushes run amuck and destroy the stones.
However, THIS is what I came for — some of the oldest cemetery dates anywhere in Maryland. Were they exactly what I was looking for?
I was actually looking for some of Cindy’s ancestors. She has done many years of exhaustive genealogical research and discovered that she has roots with the Calvert family. Yes, those Calverts. As in, the-founders-of-Maryland Calverts. According to Cindy’s research, her relative was born in 1627 somewhere in the Chesapeake Bay region and eventually was buried in St. Mary’s City, but we have yet to find the grave for confirmation.