The Last House on the Hill
When someone departs, places and experiences go with them that exist solely as memories. A whole community might expire when its fragile image disappears in the mind of its final beholder. An idea of the valleys as they once were will cease to be, when the last witness is no more. What else will be lost in that twofold death?
As places change beyond recognition, a direct link to what was, lives on in those that were. Perhaps without them we need re-visit, to make new images and try to restore the connection before it is lost completely.