Poe Toasting? Nevermore!

While it's been said countless times, all good things come to an end. I presume all bad things come to an end as well, unless that thing about there being a hell is true. But I thought toasting Edgar Allen Poe would go on forever! Sadly, though, it has come to an end ostensibly even though arguments continue about where his final resting place should be.
Poe was born in Boston 201 years ago this week. He lived in Richmond, and died in Baltimore in 1849. He is interred there though he has been moved at least once,for some reason. Each city loudly proclaims the right to have what's left of his mortal remains, but,so far, his remains remain in Baltimore...probably one of the few tourist attractions of note other than Boog Powell's barbecue place at Camden Yards. But that's not the real story here. The story concerns the mysterious individual(s) known only as the "Poe Toaster." This stealthy person has been leaving three roses and a half bottle of cognac at Poe's gravesite every year on the anniversary of his birth since 1949. The original toaster died in 1998, and the duties were handed down to a "son" who continued to deliver until this year. Through the years, it has become almost legendary, and people gathered to see just who the mysterious stranger was--some people even broke into the cemetery a few years ago to accost the toaster, though nobody could catch a glimpse.
This year, more than three dozen people gathered near the churchyard outside locked gates in hopes of espying the toaster...but he (or she) failed to appear. There were no roses and no cognac by 5:30 a.m. at which timeJeff Jerome, curator of the Poe House and Museum in Baltimore called the watch off. One woman had traveled from Chicago just for the event, and she was crushed.
Jerome had no real theory as to why this year should be different, but he plans to continue the vigil at the same time for the next few years just in case this was an anomaly.
Times being what they are, cognac and roses are probably too expensive.
Still, a tradition IS a tradition!