"A living person, like a tree, fills a space with the body and, more especially, with a unique spirit. When death empties the space of the former occupant, the continuation of the space without the person seems contradictory, even irreverent. The more beautiful the spirit of the human being, the more hallowed the space remains. The place in which we are ... blessed over and over by those who have lived well before us in this landscape."
Francis D. Hole, 1913 - 2002