Knapp died in 1924 and Georgianna followed him in 1930. For whatever reason, their cremated remains were seasoned away in a storeroom in Portland, OR and left undisturbed until descendants came looking for them. They were simply looking for a long lost relative and were surprised at the dustup it caused. The AP reported: "‘It has definitely become a bigger thing than we could have ever imagined,’ said Ruth Knapp-Vallejos, 52, of Alameda, Calif., whose grandfather was Peter Knapp's nephew. ‘Usually our family funerals are very small affairs.’"
But it’s the Patriot Riders who provide the emotional bridge between the sharply dressed young men, the re-enactors, the curious public (me), and war. The Riders come from Vietnam. They don’t come from Afghanistan. They don’t come from World War II. They don’t come from Korea. They come from Vietnam. Vietnam was different. Vietnam was our Civil War. We left the dead and dying to a small nation across the sea, but it tore our nation in two and from which it has yet to heal.