I paused beside each granite stone
And fought back my despair
When finding one just marked, “UNKNOWN”
And laid my flowers there.

Unknown?  That cannot be.
You had a father, mother too;
A wife whose ears still flow free
Siblings, children who all loved you.

You're called by many names, dear friend,
Courage, Honor, Truth and Duty.
You still live on, you did not end.
Your name is Music, Love, and Beauty.

–Esther B. (Campbell) Gates

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