Sweet melancholy is very much a part of the culture in this neck of the woods, and Rasu is revered as a mythical place. The Soviets did their best to mess things up though, building a road right through the graveyard in the post-war years. Nevertheless, such is the size of the cemetery that they would really have had to have built a roundabout in the middle to finish the job. Mercifully, that never happened, and Rasu endures as one of most evocative places in the country. Many distinguished Lithuanians and Poles are buried here. And in a small adjoining enclosure you will find the resting place of Maria Pilsudska together with the heart of her son, Jozef, hero of Polish independence.
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