|Paul A (#47024951)|
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THE RECORDING OF A CEMETERY
BY THELMA GREENE REAGAN
Today we walked where others walked
On a lonely, windswept hill;
Today we talked where others cried
For loved ones whose lives are stilled.
Today our hearts were touched
By graves of tiny babies;
Snatched from the arms of loving kin,
In the heartbreak of the ages.
Today we saw where the grandparents lay
In the last sleep of their time;
Lying under the trees and clouds -
Their beds kissed by the sun and wind.
Today we wondered about an unmarked spot;
Who lies beneath this hallowed ground?
Was it a babe, child, young or old?
No indication could be found.
Today we saw where Mom and Dad lay.
We had been here once before
On a day we'd all like to forget,
But will remember forever more.
Today we recorded for kith and kin
The graves of ancestors past;
To be preserved for generations hence,
A record we hope will last.
Cherish it, my friend; preserve it, my friend,
For stones sometimes crumble to dust
And generations of folks yet to come
Will be grateful for your trust.
ON THE DAY I DIE
By John Pavlovitz
On the die I day a lot will happen.
A lot will change.
The world will be busy.
On the day I die, all the important appointments I made will be left unattended.
The many plans I had yet to complete will remain forever undone.
The calendar that ruled so many of my days will now be irrelevant to me.
All the material things I so chased and guarded and treasured will be left in the hands of others to care for or to discard.
The words of my critics which so burdened me will cease to sting or capture anymore. They will be unable to touch me.
The arguments I believed Iíd won here will not serve me or bring me any satisfaction or solace.
All my noisy incoming notifications and texts and calls will go unanswered. Their great urgency will be quieted.
My many nagging regrets will all be resigned to the past, where they should have always been anyway.
Every superficial worry about my body that I ever labored over; about my waistline or hairline or frown lines, will fade away.
My carefully crafted image, the one I worked so hard to shape for others here, will be left to them to complete anyway.
The sterling reputation I once struggled so greatly to maintain will be of little concern for me anymore.
All the small and large anxieties that stole sleep from me each night will be rendered powerless.
The deep and towering mysteries about life and death that so consumed my mind will finally be clarified in a way that they could never be before while I lived.
These things will certainly all be true on the day that I die.
Yet for as much as will happen on that day, one more thing that will happen.
On the day I die, the few people who really know and truly love me will grieve deeply.
They will feel a void.
They will feel cheated.
They will not feel ready.
They will feel as though a part of them has died as well.
And on that day, more than anything in the world they will want more time with me.
I know this from those I love and grieve over.
And so knowing this, while I am still alive Iíll try to remember that my time with them is finite and fleeting and so very preciousóand Iíll do my best not to waste a second of it.
Iíll try not to squander a priceless moment worrying about all the other things that will happen on the day I die, because many of those things are either not my concern or beyond my control.
Friends, those other things have an insidious way of keeping you from living even as you live; vying for your attention, competing for your affections.
They rob you of the joy of this unrepeatable, uncontainable, ever-evaporating Now with those who love you and want only to share it with you.
Donít miss the chance to dance with them while you can.
Itís easy to waste so much daylight in the days before you die.
Donít let your life be stolen every day by all that you believe matters, because on the day you die, much of it simply wonít.
Yes, you and I will die one day.
But before that day comes: let us live.
Will I die?
Yes, my child
And so will I.
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|Yeschke||Harold T. Paulsen|
Thank you very much for the transfer - I did find his parents and now they'll all be together. Thank you. Judi
Added by Yeschke on Jun 28, 2016 8:05 AM
I spoke too soon.
Right above the Wiedmaiers is "Mr. & Mrs. John Clark."
We haven't corresponded in a while, but I found something tonight that was interesting.
I was looking through my great-grandfather's funeral book. His name was Charles E. Pritchett, Sr.
On the "Relatives Attending" page, I found the signature of "Mr. & Mrs. Bernard Wiedmaier." I instantly recognized the last name as being a Pritchett relation.
I'm trying to think of the relationship between Faye and Charles. Faye and Charles would have been cousins since their mother and father were siblings.
I thought that this was interesting.
Thank you Paul for the Davis transfer and all the memorials you have listed. Your work is appreciated.
Thank you so very much for the transfer.
Happy and safe Holidays
|Marie Hasslefree||Lester H Stull & Martha E Stull|
Please make the following correction relationship at:
Mountain View Memorial Park Lakewood, Washington
Martha Elizabeth Stull is my Mother.
She is buried beside my uncle Lester Harold Stull.
The relationship on the headstone says SPOUSE. This is incorrect. They are brother and sister.
|Georgia Shirley||Blanche wesley|
Hi there - I will be happy to get your photo taken if you can contact Fairmount-wh Cemetery for her grave location - there are well over 100 requests pending now and I'm trying to work on the oldest ones first...thanks so much !!
|Kathy Stroope Veasey||Trippel transfers|
Thanks so much, Kathy
|Terri Vance Weston||Mabel Raplee|
Thank you Paul for the transfer of Mabel Raplee. Sorry I called you Carolyn! I had just made a request to Carolyn for Mabel's husband and had assumed she had the Mabel's memorial too.
Hope this new year brings you great things!
|MSzalko||headstone photo for Blanche Wesley|
If you call the cemetery and get the burial location I will go out and take the photos that you requested. Due to privacy laws this cemetery will not give out grave locations to non-family members.
You can email me direct at firstname.lastname@example.org or post the plot number on your memorial pages and I'll keep an eye out for them.
Added by MSzalko on Sep 20, 2013 12:50 PM
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