Continuing my lifelong fascination with true crime stories, I recently read People Who Eat Darkness, the story of a young British woman murdered in Japan in 2000. (My review is here). Lucie Blackman’s death devastated an already fragile family. The author, Richard Lloyd Parry, describes the gesture Lucie’s sister made when Lucie’s ashes were finally interred after years of limbo.

“Sophie had had two silver plaques made, engraved with the opening lines of Lucie’s favorite poem, ‘An Irish Airman Foresees His Death‘ by W.B. Yeats. The first line she placed in the grave with Lucie:

I know that I shall meet my fate

The second Sophie kept with her and resolved to carry with her wherever she went, for the rest of her life:

Somewhere among the clouds above

I got chills when I read this. I can’t think of a more meaningful tribute. This gesture will tie the sisters together, even though one is dead and the other still lives.