Golden Jubilee
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Joined: Thu Dec 27, 2012 12:45 pm
Location: Canada's left Coast
ANOTHER FRIEND GONE
No man is an Iland, intire of itselfe; every man
is a peece of the Continent, a part of the maine;
if a Clod bee washed away by the Sea, Europe
is the lesse, as well as if a Promontorie were, as
well as if a Manor of thy friends or of thine
owne were; any mans death diminishes me,
because I am involved in Mankinde;
And therefore never send to know for whom
the bell tolls; It tolls for thee.
JOHN DONNE
This is happening much too often. He was a younger man than I. Very suddenly and without warning he was felled by a stroke. **** cancer was in his brain. He was told that he was terminal. It was only a few days and my friend had passed into his eternity. It seems like the good ones go first. The celebration of his life is tomorrow. I seems like only yesterday we were here enjoying the Smorgasbord my wife had laid out.
It is difficult for his wife and dog. His dog has laid by the door, waiting.
Thinking risks being controversial and possibly being offensive