Yes, I'm still an active member. I'm sorry I haven't kept up with edits. I've been letting them go through automatically. I'm currently sorting through decades of stuff that belonged to my parents. Once this project is done, I will try to catch up.

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Your tombstone stands among the rest,

neglected and alone.

The name and date are chiseled out

on polished marble stone.

It reaches out to all who care;

it is too late to mourn.

You did not know that I exist;

you died and I was born.

Yet each of us are cells of you

in flesh, in blood and bone.

Our blood contracts and beats a pulse

entirely not our own.

Dear Ancestor, the place you filled

one hundred years ago

spreads out among the ones you left

who would have loved you so.

I wonder if you lived and loved,

I wonder if you knew,

that someday I would find this spot

and come to visit you.

Author Unknown