Different people choose different ways of making their mark in the world: Some stick their feet in to fresh cement. Some carve their initials on park benches. Some- when they are older but still unsure- erect pretentious tombstones with their names in block letters a foot high, an inch deep into solid granite. Years later these footprints, these initials, these names dug into monuments remain, shallow marks-in-the-world. I have seen lots of them, gathering dust.