45th
Bishop Gorman High School Class Reunion Memorial
Service Sunday Morning September 20, 2009 Lupo/Terry Cabin Mt.
Charleston
"How
often are we to die before we go right off this stage? In every friend we lose
a part of ourselves, and the best part." Alexander
Pope | Memorial
Service: Opening
remarks
Chuck
Giasson Tribute to the deceased
Joe
Lupo Remembrances/Open forum
Classmates
Closing remarks
Chuck
Giasson
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Remembering...
Without death there is no appreciation for life.
We honor our classmates who can no longer be with us for the joy and happiness
they brought into this world, their accomplishments, their unique beauty, their
unful- filled aspirations, and most of all for the memories they left behind.
God called them far too quickly; and thus, because we honor their memory, they
will always be alive and are still here with us today.
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Our
former classmates
Kathryn J (Anderson)
Tucker, 6 May 2003
Ronald Bates, 11 Nov 2003
Michael J Berry, 14 Oct 2004
Richard E Fagan
Judy L Garvey, March 1992
John L Haggerty, 20 June 1986
Sheila M (Heher) Murphy, 19 Dec 2006
James M. Helmbolt, Feb 1997
Edmund B Hill, Summer 1964
Paul E Keith III, 6 Dec 1994
James Kramer,
15 Feb 1967
KIA
Edwin Krieger
Jolene P (Phillips) Miner, Nov 1982
Timothy J Morrissey, 28 Nov 1990
Nancy J (O'Donnell) Pearlman, 20 Mar 2003
Valerie Oliver
Joey M Peer, 11 Mar 1997
Michael L. Potter, 29 Aug 2009
Douglas M Schroeder, 27 Aug 1990
Judy A Severson, 25 July 1996
Larry J Shindler, 3 Sept 2005
Michael T Smith, 25 Sept 2004
Janice (Tobin) Richie, 17 Feb 2007
Joseph D Waltermeyer, April 1986
Luther L Winder, 18 May 2009
Designed by Diana Kowal Mason
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Gestalt
at Sixty I
am not ready to die, But I am learning to trust death As I have trusted
life. I am moving Toward a new freedom Born of detachment, And
a sweeter grace - Learning to let go.
I
am not ready to die. But as I approach sixty I turn my face toward the
sea. I shall go where tides replace time, Where my world will open to
a far horizon Over the floating, never-still flux and change. I shall
go with the changes, I shall look far out over golden grasses And blue
waters. There are no farewells. Praise
God for His mercies, For His austere demands, For His light And for
His darkness.
--May Sarton from Selected Poems of May Sarton |