Communities to reach their potential. when thomas gray stood in that country churchyard in 1750 and wrote his famous elegy, he lamented the wasted talent of those buried around him, the flowers borne to blush unseen, the people who never wrote a poem because they never got to read, the simple full crew died illiterate and a new minute, which he knew was an injustice. let me ask you, maybe you know, where was he standing when he chewed his pensive quilt? anybody know? correct, he was standing in stoke. there may be under proposed parts of our country, ....