Hi, David:

We said goodbye to my Dad in January.  Somone sent me sent me some Tennyson
to read:

Sunset and evening star,
And one clear call for me!
And may there be no moaning of the bar,
When I put out to sea,

But such a tide as moving seems asleep,
Too full for sound and foam,
When that which drew from out the boundless deep
Turns again home.

Twilight and evening bell,
And after that the dark!
And may there be no sadness of farewell,
When I embark;

For tho' from out our bourne of Time and Place
The flood may bear me far,
I hope to see my Pilot face to face
When I have crossed the bar.

Pete
'79 Westy "Aardvark"
'87 Westy "Joe's Van"
WWW.Busesbythebeach.com

On Wed, Apr 22, 2009 at 5:43 PM, David Beierl <dbeierl@attglobal.net> wrote:

> ...quietly, at home, my sister present.  He was 83 and had suffered
> progressively from Lewy-Body dementia since 1998.  In ways both good
> and bad he had a lot to do with who I am today.  I miss him.
>
> Eternal memory.
>
>  --
> David Beierl - Providence RI USA -- http://pws.prserv.net/synergy/Vanagon/
> '89 Po' White Star "Scamp"
>