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| Just Folks I am like him, so they say, Who was dead before I came. Cheeks and mouth and eyes of gray Have been fashioned much the same. I am like her, so they say Who was dead ere I was born, And I walk the self-same way On the paths her feet have worn. There is that within my face And the way I hold my head, Which seems strangely to replace Those who long have joined the dead. Thus across the distance far In the body housing me, Both my great-grandparents are Kept alive in memory. by Edgar A. Guest - 1934 |
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| Photographs Picture Gallery 1 Picture Gallery 2 Picture Gallery 3 The background music on this page is Photographs "Für Elise" by Beethoven. |
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(Poem by 12 year old Rowland boy)
A Tribute to Lawrence Stark |