04.09.2012 26 °C
The little visited small cemetery of Nameless Ones is lying on the bank of the Albern Dock, behind huge grain warehouses - on the skirts of skirts of the cityskirts.
It's quite complicated to get there, need to switch buses, trams and metro and go through inattractive neighbourhoods and industrial zones. However it's a guesthouse, situated just behind the cemetery, between riverbanks with docks and the cemetery fence, very near to industrial buildings. In the weird way this guesthouse is somehow seems fully-occupated, the parking zone near is busy with cars and the guesthouse - restaurant is busy as well. I was particulary interested to watch people who choose this strange location for their vacation - I thought they are may be fans of death cult something or suisidal ones, or may be harbour workers that need temporary accommodation ...? But no, not at all! I have seen happy and healthy people with bicycle sun-tun and smiling faces. Some came there for fishing (?) and others enjoyed the beer and meal in beergarden attached to the guesthouse. It seems that neither cemetery just nearby nor warehouses and port were disturbing their appetite to life.
All right, enough of walking around - now the couple of words about the Cemetery of the Nameless ones.
There are around 100 graves, most of them from 1900-1940th. The magority are those of unidentified people, have drowned in the river nearby. Some of these were later indentified, others staid nameless.
Personalised stone with surrealistic bird (?)
And here is the grave of Herr Hans - the victim of his profession.
It's a little poetry in German about Hans.
Here I lie in the cool earth,
Should not but had to die.
Had to leave your circle for
being honored in the sky.
To the victim of his profession -
At fact this not-visited place doesn't look like abadoned. The cemetery is clean and there are flowers on some graves. Little chapel was errected in 1935. This plague on the wall took my attention.
"... Josef Fuchs - the owner of the Golden Merit of the city of Vienna
04/03/1906 - 04/02/1996
of over sixty years, until his death, he has selflessly cared and looked after the Cemetery of Nameless."
Josef sure had had his reasons to do. But still, to give the last respect to unknown people, to take care about ones who never thanks - it's kind of mission. So I think.
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Here is a curiosity.
Reading the text on the plaque, I seen the family Fuchs and got confused for a while, thinking about famous Fuchs - painter and sculptor and architect, what ever else he did during long and productive life. Fuchs is a show-man and often was unpredictable for common sence of common people. So, caressing about the cemetery of nameless easily could be his thing. I have to fix it already now, Josef Fuchs (the man of the Golden Merit) and Ernst Fuchs (an artist) - two different people. I bet they are even not relatives.
Still, remembering Ernst Fuchs, I want introduce him to you, if you still don't know him.