Lady in the glass case. America.

Grace Galloway: The Lady In The Glass Case many stories and legends are surrounding the “Lady in the Glass Case” memorial in Lake View Cemetery in Jamestown. These vary from her untimely death as a young bride, her untimely death on a prom date, and yet another that she was a rich heiress involved in a forbidden affair with her chauffeur. The truth is that Grace Laverne Galloway, Daughter of John and Sara Callahoun Galloway, was the only daughter of three children, and was born into a wealthy family. Her father, John Galloway, had made his fortune in oil and they lived in a mansion that is now the Moose Club in Jamestown. Grace was a talented singer and she performed in several operas at the Chautauqua Institution in New York state. She was given a chance to perform with the New York City Metropolitan Opera but was denied permission by her father who considered it an improper thing for a lady to do. The exterior of her monument was completed by her father and grandfather. The life-size statue was designed by an artist in Pittsburgh, Pennsylvania and sculpted from marble in Florence, Italy. The statue was modelled as a likeness to Grace, and wearing one of her “lawn outfits”, picked out at random. When it became evident that the statue would eventually be destroyed by the elements, it was encased in glass to protect it. Among the many local legends about the “Lady Behind Glass” is that Grace Galloway is shown in her wedding dress and died of a broken heart. It is believed that Grace was never seriously involved with anyone before her death in 1898 at the age of 26. She died, not from a broken heart, but tuberculosis contracted during a stay in Boston. Some embellish the tale with reports that she roams the cemetery on dark and foggy nights, crying for her lost love. The more creative version is that her body is encased within the statue itself. For anyone wishing to see this remarkable tombstone, it is located in the Lake View Cemetery in Jamestown, NY

By Peace Truth

Life is like a bunch of roses. Some sparkle like raindrops. Some fade when there's no sun. Some just fade away in time. Some dance in many colors. Some drop with hanging wings. Some make you fall in love. The beauty is in the eye of the beholder. Life you can be sure of, you will not get out ALIVE.(sorry about that)