I've always loved memorials as they always tell a really interesting story. Particularly now we are so bad at dealing with death, it's interesting to see the dignity that is summed up in a memorial like this:
It's at Baker Street Station, London, UK. The dignity might not be epitomised in the actual memorial itself- after all, a lion destroying a snake is hardly the most restrained of images, but in the location. It's just on a wall as you go down on to the platform. It's not in a church, not outside with a huge space around it. It's just there, with thousands of people walking past every day and not stopping to look. Underneath it, if I remember rightly there is also a rather strange memorial which is like a bullet, but the picture I took of it was so phallic that I deleted it.
Further and more academicky thinking on memorials here: Download cc-thoughtpiece1-diffperspv3.doc