So I went looking for William.
The chapel was built in one day by 1,800 volunteers which was an amazing feat..
I found the children's section of the cemetary. It lay to the left, separated from the rest of the cemetary by a roadway.
How sad that a church would deem innocent children who are not baptised not to be worthy of being buried with their parents.
Many stones were too worn to read. Others had touching understated messages like "Gone too soon" which was on the stone of a baby who lived barely a month.
I walked between the rows still searching for William but could not find him.
But I'll go back again to look for William and ponder these young lives cut short.
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