we come not to mourn but to remember and rebuild in the words of henry wadsworth longfollow the poem the builters. all our architects of fate working in these walls of time, some wit massive deedswi and great, some with ornaments of rhyme, nothing useless or low, eachhing in its place is best, and what seems but idle show strengthens and supports the rest. for the structure that we raise, time is with materials filled, are today s and yesterday s are blocks with which we build. build today, then strong and