This is a multi-part message in MIME format. --part0_912517050_boundary Content-ID: <[email protected]_out.mail.aol.com.1> Content-type: text/plain; charset=US-ASCII Dear Ancestor Your tombstone stands among the rest; Neglected and alone. The name and date are chiseled out On polished, marbled 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, in 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. --Unknown --part0_912517050_boundary Content-ID: <[email protected]_out.mail.aol.com.2> Content-type: message/rfc822 Content-transfer-encoding: 7bit Content-disposition: inline Return-Path: <[email protected]> Received: from rly-zd05.mx.aol.com (rly-zd05.mail.aol.com [172.31.33.229]) by air-zd02.mail.aol.com (v51.29) with SMTP; Mon, 30 Nov 1998 18:04:48 1900 Received: from bl-14.rootsweb.com (bl-14.rootsweb.com [204.212.38.30]) by rly-zd05.mx.aol.com (8.8.8/8.8.5/AOL-4.0.0) with ESMTP id SAA04435; Mon, 30 Nov 1998 18:04:26 -0500 (EST) Received: (from [email protected]) by bl-14.rootsweb.com (8.8.5/8.8.5) id OAA11274; Mon, 30 Nov 1998 14:59:15 -0800 (PST) Resent-Date: Mon, 30 Nov 1998 14:59:15 -0800 (PST) From: [email protected] Message-ID: <[email protected]> Date: Mon, 30 Nov 1998 18:02:31 EST Old-To: [email protected] Subject: Ancestor X-Mailer: AOL 3.0 16-bit for Windows sub 38 Resent-Message-ID: <"vPDHgB.A.yhC.vMyY2"@bl-14.rootsweb.com> To: [email protected] Resent-From: [email protected] X-Mailing-List: <[email protected]> archive/latest/7748 X-Loop: [email protected] Precedence: list Resent-Sender: [email protected] Mime-Version: 1.0 Content-type: text/plain; charset=US-ASCII Content-transfer-encoding: 7bit Dear Ancestor Your tombstone stands among the rest; Neglected and alone. The name and date are chiseled out On polished, marbled 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, in 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. --Unknown --part0_912517050_boundary--