There he was, for almost a decade, the security guard at Green-Wood’s main gates. He was Edward Watters, a native of Belize. Edward always had a sharp salute for the American flag as he went through his late-day ritual of taking down the Stars and Stripes of his adopted country from the nearby flag pole. He always had a little salute for me, and a smile, whenever I saw him at his post. He was a cheerful man–he must have had a lot for which to be thankful.
He worked at his job early last week, as he had done for years, greeting visitors to Green-Wood, answering their questions, giving them a map or a schedule. Then he went home, had a heart attack, and died. He was sixty-five years old. He will be missed.