James Wade Bishop
- Member for
- 13 years 2 months 14 days
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- 109829512
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Bio
I AM RETIRED FROM 45 YEARS IN THE FLORAL INDUSTRY AND RECENTLY RETURNED TO THE SOUTH GEORGIA, NORTH FLORIDA AREA. I LIVED IN MANHATTAN, NEW YORK CITY FOR THE PAST THIRTY YEARS. FOR THE PAST FEW YEARS I HAVE BEEN "CLIMBING TREES"...DOING GENEALOGY RESEARCH INTO OUR FAMILIES ANCESTRY.
The song is ended but the memory lingers on. .
- Lyrics by Irving Berlin .
"Each time we embrace a memory, we meet again with those we love."
Say not in grief 'he is no more', but live in thankfulness that he was. .- Hebrew proverb .
To live in hearts we leave behind, is not to die.
-Anonymous
"All of the good things that each of you have brought to my life will go with me. They will make my spirit glow and that light will shine forever in the next place that I go."
CYCLE....
What happens to the dying flower
The passing day the passing hour
.............In this life of cycles worn
Brings new life to what is born.
Here remains, remains of old
Once again their stories told
Flesh and bone, twig and leaf,
What once was now repeats.
David Abel
I AM RETIRED FROM 45 YEARS IN THE FLORAL INDUSTRY AND RECENTLY RETURNED TO THE SOUTH GEORGIA, NORTH FLORIDA AREA. I LIVED IN MANHATTAN, NEW YORK CITY FOR THE PAST THIRTY YEARS. FOR THE PAST FEW YEARS I HAVE BEEN "CLIMBING TREES"...DOING GENEALOGY RESEARCH INTO OUR FAMILIES ANCESTRY.
The song is ended but the memory lingers on. .
- Lyrics by Irving Berlin .
"Each time we embrace a memory, we meet again with those we love."
Say not in grief 'he is no more', but live in thankfulness that he was. .- Hebrew proverb .
To live in hearts we leave behind, is not to die.
-Anonymous
"All of the good things that each of you have brought to my life will go with me. They will make my spirit glow and that light will shine forever in the next place that I go."
CYCLE....
What happens to the dying flower
The passing day the passing hour
.............In this life of cycles worn
Brings new life to what is born.
Here remains, remains of old
Once again their stories told
Flesh and bone, twig and leaf,
What once was now repeats.
David Abel
