Plecnik’s final commission and final resting place. The columns are a typical design element- he liked nodding to classical architecture.

Near the entrance to the cemetery is a WW II memorial.

So many died so young. The devastation to families is hard to imagine.

As with other cemeteries we’ve visited, this one has many deeply affecting monuments.

The most interesting feature of the cemetery was that the grave markers do not describe the deceased in terms of their family relationships. There’s no “beloved husband”,  “cherished grandmother”. I’ve always thought that describing s person this way is a statement about what really matters at the end of life – and about what remains, namely those connections. Here, though, it’s just names and dates, and the occasional reference to the person’s profession.

The one exception I came across: Oce (father) and Mama.

A last look.