WE’RE NOT ONLY MADE OF CLAY; WE’RE MADE OF spirit as well.
But after that, what matters most? My name? The name of my family? How I loved my family and they loved me? My concern for other people, all the people living on this manor? Or is it that I’m loyal to the king? English and true?
I keep thinking about the words for little Luke’s tombstone, and there’s so little to say, but so much to say. I think the words must be short and simple, because that’s what Luke’s life was. He only lived for ten months.
SON
LITTLE LUKE
FIFTH SON OF
SIR JOHN AND
LADY HELEN
DE CALDICOT
BORN AND DIED 1199
BROTHER
How does that look? The more words I think of, the more difficult it is to choose.