Words, directions and knowledge lost. Where ever I go I find these plaques missing. Without the plaques I have no idea what I'm looking at. Since I'm a man I can't ask someone what was written, and if I could ask someone I couldn't ask for the directions to the old man who would know. But I must wonder is there a gang of woman somewhere that steals these plaques, their fiendish plot to confuse men into standing and looking at these blank spaces as they take over the world?