To Those I Love
When I am gone, just release me, let me go —
so I can move into my afterglow.
You mustn't tie me down with your tears;
let's be happy that we had so many years.
I gave you my love, you can only guess
how much you gave me in happiness.
I thank you for the love you each have shown,
but now it's time I traveled on alone.
So grieve for me awhile, if grieve you must,
then let your grief be comforted with trust.
It's only for a while that we must part,
so bless the memories within your heart.
And then, when you must come this way alone,
I'll greet you with a smile and a "Welcome Home."
John Bayard---June 12, 1923 – September 18, 2010
We walked and drove around Orange which is now a historic district with all the old houses and storefronts being preserved. It is becoming a town of upscale restaurants and antique stores. I went by the house I was born in. It has been moved from the original lot (which was 5 acres of oranges at one time) but is still intact.
So it was a good weekend with friends and acquaintances some of whom I hadn't seen in 55 years. Also, Stanford trounced Notre Dame. After I got back to Carlsbad, Forrest sent this link which I think sums up the feelings at a reunion like this.
This Saturday I will be heading back to Texas with a stop in Tucson along the way to see the Woosleys. Unless something happens between now and then, I will not be posting until I am back there.
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