We are always
saddened when we hear that some of our friends have passed on.
This page is
dedicated to all of them.
Click on the name to view the picture.
We are always
saddened when we hear that some of our friends have passed on.
This page is
dedicated to all of them.
Click on the name to view the picture.
Light
for me a candle for my moment in time
|
In Memory of:
Do
not stand at my grave and weep
I
am not there, I do not sleep.
I
am a thousand winds that blow
I
am the diamond glints on snow
I
am the sunlight on ripened grain
I
am the gentle autumn's rain
When
you awaken in the morning's hush
I
am the swift uplifting rush
Of
quiet birds in circled flight
I
am the soft stars that shine at night
Do
not stand at my grave and cry.
I
am not there. I did not die.
Mary E. Frye, 1932
Contact
Webmaster - Stephanie Warren
Website established in 2003
Copyright © 2006 SJHS
Class of '60, California U.S.A. All Rights Reserved.