January 6, 1992 |
Sundays at the cemetery, Fernando Monckeberg and his brothers would take turns counting the horse-drawn funeral carriages coming through the gate. There were always more white carriages than black ones. "So whoever counted the most black carriages won," Monckeberg recalls. It was a game the boys played while waiting for their father, who was superintendent of the Santiago General Cemetery in the early 1930s. Monckeberg, 65, smiles at the memory, but he is making a somber point.