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Dr. William Henry Scott's Resting Place


Trudging around the Calvary Hill Cemetery in the compound of St. Mary the Virgin of Sagada, I came upon this forlorn wildflower (called benguet lily) with its sweet scented trumpet head drooping. It was obviously pulled out from its stem by some naughty hand. I went closer to mend its brokenness.. but my attempt was of no use. I took a picture. When I uploaded the photos in my computer, I saw that this resting place belonged to a renowned Anthropologist and Historian who devoted much of his life in the Cordilleras. The discovery was enigmatic as I felt I was in the library where the book cover was the tombstone and the title was the departed's incribed name.

Paying homage to
DR WILLIAM HENRY SCOTT
R I P
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