Visiting “Mother” on Mother’s Day

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A stop at a tavern in Orange brought us this tale of how local teenagers would dare each other to visit “Mother” at the Rosedale Cemetery, located on the border of Orange and Montclair, late on moonlit nights. Apparently the game was to bring an unsuspecting friend into the graveyard, then lead them to the life-size, weathered bronze statue of “Mother.” Subsequently everybody present would freak out, and chase the hapless newcomer through the fields of tombstones screaming “Mother’s coming! Mother’s gonna get you!”

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The monument was erected in 1936 by a wealthy local businessman named William Freiday to add to his family’s tomb after the passing of his beloved mother, Annie Baker Freiday, the previous year. Mr. Freiday commissioned well-known New York monument artist Charles Keck to sculpt the likeness of his dearly departed mom, who is depicted seated in her favorite chair in an everyday dress with a shawl draped around her shoulders and wearing sensible shoes. Her hair is pulled back into a tight bun.

Mother Bust webTime and the elements have taken a toll on Mother’s bronze face, which appears must have been aged and weary looking even when it was freshly cast. Her expression, if you could say she bears one at all, seems dower and, well, lifeless. The green patina of the bronze is accented by dark streaks running down Mother’s cheeks from her hollow eyes, which seem to stare off across the vast graveyard in a vacant gaze. But it’s not just Mother’s face that seems as if the portrait was not intended to be a flattering or idealized likeness of the deceased woman. The body language of her pose also seems tired and resigned. Her shoulders slump and her hands rest heavily upon her lap, which even to this day always bears offerings left in tribute, like flowers and fresh fruit.

The inscription engraved on the marble slab behind the figure of Mother reads, “Life’s True Happiness is Found in Loving Service.” Perhaps this motto explains her less than vivacious visage. And a motherly sentiment it is, if ever there was one!