Greg Meyer
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Staci's family is arranging a small funeral service for early next week... And, then will arrange a more public memorial service around the 1st of September. I plan to attend that service. I will print out and make available the entire thread posted here....
Also, although there are several good charities that are suitable recipients of memorials.... Staci was very impressed with the Boy Scout Unit that Mark Hoffman introduced her to... for handicapped boys. I will be making a donation to them in Staci's memory. Should anyone else wish to do so... they can e-mail privately...
Finally, Staci always loved to harass me about my musical tastes... I'm am a redneck Country and Western fan...especially the old stuff. But, I am also a "child of the sixties", graduated from college in 1967 and then Vietnam.... So, ever the massive music buff Staci sent me two CDs that she had created just for me... One was of a favorite, Joan Jett... and another... is labeled "Invasion"... it is a compilation of of some the British hits from the 60's . I played it a little while ago.... I had forgotten what exactly was on it... but, how fitting... that from her own hands in a gift to me was this... the last track was from the Byrds.... "Turn, Turn, Turn..." a piece adapted from a bible verse in Ecclesasties...
"To everything (turn, turn, turn)
There is a season (turn, turn, turn)
And a time for every purpose, under heaven
A time to be born, a time to die
A time to plant, a time to reap
A time to kill, a time to heal
A time to laugh, a time to weep
To everything (turn, turn, turn)
There is a season (turn, turn, turn)
And a time for every purpose, under heaven
A time to build up,a time to break down
A time to dance, a time to mourn
A time to cast away stones, a time to gather stones together
To everything (turn, turn, turn)
There is a season (turn, turn, turn)
And a time for every purpose, under heaven
A time of love, a time of hate
A time of war, a time of peace
A time you may embrace, a time to refrain from embracing
To everything (turn, turn, turn)
There is a season (turn, turn, turn)
And a time for every purpose, under heaven
A time to gain, a time to lose
A time to rend, a time to sew
A time to love, a time to hate
A time for peace, I swear its not too late
I think she would want us all to be aware that while now may be a time to mourn and we may weep... it will soon be time to laugh...
And, in my heart, this old warrior deeply loved and respecterd the person who he knows who truly believed in the last line... there will be a time for peace.... That was the essence of Staci's spirit. I hope the world has enough people like her who believe in peace.... people who can pick up after us old warriors.
Also, although there are several good charities that are suitable recipients of memorials.... Staci was very impressed with the Boy Scout Unit that Mark Hoffman introduced her to... for handicapped boys. I will be making a donation to them in Staci's memory. Should anyone else wish to do so... they can e-mail privately...
Finally, Staci always loved to harass me about my musical tastes... I'm am a redneck Country and Western fan...especially the old stuff. But, I am also a "child of the sixties", graduated from college in 1967 and then Vietnam.... So, ever the massive music buff Staci sent me two CDs that she had created just for me... One was of a favorite, Joan Jett... and another... is labeled "Invasion"... it is a compilation of of some the British hits from the 60's . I played it a little while ago.... I had forgotten what exactly was on it... but, how fitting... that from her own hands in a gift to me was this... the last track was from the Byrds.... "Turn, Turn, Turn..." a piece adapted from a bible verse in Ecclesasties...
"To everything (turn, turn, turn)
There is a season (turn, turn, turn)
And a time for every purpose, under heaven
A time to be born, a time to die
A time to plant, a time to reap
A time to kill, a time to heal
A time to laugh, a time to weep
To everything (turn, turn, turn)
There is a season (turn, turn, turn)
And a time for every purpose, under heaven
A time to build up,a time to break down
A time to dance, a time to mourn
A time to cast away stones, a time to gather stones together
To everything (turn, turn, turn)
There is a season (turn, turn, turn)
And a time for every purpose, under heaven
A time of love, a time of hate
A time of war, a time of peace
A time you may embrace, a time to refrain from embracing
To everything (turn, turn, turn)
There is a season (turn, turn, turn)
And a time for every purpose, under heaven
A time to gain, a time to lose
A time to rend, a time to sew
A time to love, a time to hate
A time for peace, I swear its not too late
I think she would want us all to be aware that while now may be a time to mourn and we may weep... it will soon be time to laugh...
And, in my heart, this old warrior deeply loved and respecterd the person who he knows who truly believed in the last line... there will be a time for peace.... That was the essence of Staci's spirit. I hope the world has enough people like her who believe in peace.... people who can pick up after us old warriors.