Cemetery, Meadow, Forest, Catholic
Years ago, there was no cemetery in my village. This absence,
which weighed heavily upon the people as a cruel stroke of
fate, was a result of our village having earlier been part of a neighboring
community, whose more favorable location—sunny and protected
from the north winds—had allowed it to prosper while our community
dwindled.3 After long discussions and arguments, the mountain pastures,
valley meadows and forests—formerly communal property—
were divided up into separate realms with precise boundaries: everything
was written down on parchment and sworn to in the name of
Martini, Plinio and Hacken, Richard
"The History Of A Cemetery: An Italian Swiss Cultural Essay,"
Swiss American Historical Society Review: Vol. 56
, Article 3.
Available at: https://scholarsarchive.byu.edu/sahs_review/vol56/iss1/3