...Who are you? One of my favorite poems by Emily Dickinson.
We no longer have to ask, and if we do, we can now find you. We can even put a flower at your grave, if that's what we want to do, because you are more than a number. There is joy in knowing who you are. I have completed my mission. A little over a decade ago, I was motivated and inspired by my discovery of a pauper cemetery in Ossipee, New Hampshire, which consists of over three hundred numbered graves.