He took that as a yes for everything and went on his way. Since the first sales advisor did a terrific job – I knew what I had to know. I noticed that the toggle button to unfold the mirrors were finicky. I was told that is how it is. Perhaps a sign of things to come. ...
However, as it turns out, Yeats isn’t actually buried in Yeats’s grave. He died in France on the eve of WWII, and his widow couldn’t get his remains repatriated until 1948. That’s in part because no one had them. Yeats’s friends knew that his ashes had been scattered two year...