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Articles Even after death, Emily still elusive Even after death, Emily still elusive - Times Herald-Record January 16, 2005 By Ben Montgomery [email protected]
Times Herald-Record
Rock Tavern – Men are working everywhere. Men in white suits that look
like grown-up pajamas. Men in masks and bandannas. Men with grinders, with
saws and sanders; men with pencils planted behind their ears; men in the
process of creating. In the middle of this gigantic factory beside Route 17K, in the middle of
all these men, is a cow named Emily who is late for a party. Way late.
Twenty-two days. She should have been there Christmas Eve. Sixty people at The Peace
Abbey in Sherborn, Mass., were waiting for her in the cold, with jackets
and camcorders, near a bronze statue of Ghandi, in a special place called
the Scared Cow Animal Rights Memorial. Why isn't Emily here? the children wondered. Hold that thought.
NINE YEARS AGO, in November of 1995, Emily the cow was packed in a
stinky shed with her herd at a slaughterhouse in Hopkinton, Mass. She
watched as her companions disappeared through a set of doors in front of
her, never to return. If cows can contemplate, Emily must have figured it
out: She was next. Ahead was death by bovine butcher. Sirloin. Hamburger. Chopped liver.
Someone's meal. Behind was freedom – in the form of a 5-foot gate. Emily chose the latter.
According to newspaper accounts of the escape, the 1,600-pound Holstein
sailed over the gate and disappeared into the woods, udders flopping,
stunned men scrambling to catch up. In the days that followed, Emily became a legend. The slaughterhouse staff tried to entice the 3-year-old heifer back into
her fate with bales of hay. No dice. Folks across the rural community west of Boston would report Emily
sightings to the local press. She was seen here, then there, then foraging
in the forest with a herd of deer. But soon the sightings dried up. Seemed folks wanted Emily to make it
out there in the world. Word spread like stink at a feedlot. A group of hippies caught wind and
called the guy who owned the slaughterhouse. Impressed by the whole deal,
the fella offered to sell Emily to the hippies for a buck. After 40 days and 40 nights on the biblically timed lam, Emily revealed
herself to Meg Randa, a vegan, activist Quaker who owned a beautiful,
harmonious place called The Peace Abbey with her husband, Lewis. They
bought Emily a barn with amenities like a TV and VCR. She lived in heifer
happiness. People magazine covered Emily's story. So did Parade and a few TV
stations. Someone wrote a children's book, someone bought rights to the moo-vie.
Then Emily died. Last March. Cancer. The folks at The Peace Abbey couldn't just let her go, so they
commissioned a bronze life-sized statue of Emily � reportedly for around
$100,000. She would stand in the Sacred Cow Animal Rights Memorial, near
the statue of Ghandi, between plaques that read "Cow protectionism is
Hinduism's gift to the world" and "Wars kill animals, too." Sculptor Lado Goudjabidze was hired to create Emily in clay. Metallurgist Dick Polich would handle the rest. She would be unveiled at
a ceremony on Christmas Eve, marking the day in 1995 when Emily was brought
to The Peace Abbey. CHRISTMAS EVE CAME and went. Emily was a no-show. The folks at The Peace
Abbey sort of expected that. "It's like Emily is embodied in the statue," Ernie Karhu told the
Dover-Sherborn Press. "It was always in her nature to be elusive. She'll
come in her own time." On a cold day in January, 185 miles away in Rock Tavern, N.Y., a bronze
Emily still stood in Dick Polich's foundry. Something stalled on the artists' end, says Chris McGrath of Polich Art
Works. "But," she says, "we're not going to point fingers." Either way, the cow is nearly finished. Maybe by the end of the month.
"We're close," Polich says. "We still have to attach the birds and some
flowers." A set of lights on a stand shine down on Emily in the middle of this huge
building, in the middle of all these men working to get her finished. Her
eyes are bronze, untarnished, and she looks like she has seen things. She looks like she'll move when she wants to. ### letters to the editor:
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