For those who don't know her, she's just a white sandstone statue. Dressed in traditional regional clothing, she clutches a handkerchief in her right hand and overlooks six hundred small, perfectly manicured, boxwood hedge squares. To those who do know her, she represents a widow, a mother, a sister, a child, an aunt, or a grandmother in mourning over men who never returned after the war, leaving a gaping hole in their very existence, their...