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Photographs and Memories
A Memorial Page
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Home | About Us | Around the House | Formal Events | Party Time | Party Time ( Part 2) | Our Trips (Part 1) | Our Trips (Part 2) | Our Trips (Part 3) | Our Trips (Part 3-Continued) | Our Trips (Part 4-New) | Tomo-Then and Now | Miscellaneous Photos (Part 1) | Miscellaneous Photos (Part 2) | A Memorial Page
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"Do not stand by our grave and weep, For we are not there, we do not sleep. We are a thousand winds that blow. We are the diamond glint of snow. We are the sunlight on ripened grain. We are the gentle autumn's rain. When you awaken in the morning, hush. For we are the swift uplifting rush Of quiet birds in circle flights. We are the soft stars that shine at night. Do not stand by our grave and cry. We are not there, we did not die."
"Death is nothing at all. I have only
slipped away into the next room. I am I, and you are you. Whatever we
were to each other that we still are. Call me by my old familiar name; speak to me in the easy way, which you always used.
Put no difference in your tone; wear no forced air of solemnity or sorrow. Laugh as we always laughed at the little
jokes we enjoyed together. Play, smile, think of me and pray for me. Let my name be ever the household word that it always
was, let it be spoken without effect, without the trace of a shadow on it. Life means all that it ever meant. It is the same
as it ever was; there is unbroken continuity. Why should I be out of mind because I
am out of sight? I am waiting for you, for an interval, somewhere very near, just round the corner. All is well." |
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