Tuesday, January 31, 2006

In Memory of...

Twice in recent months I have attended funerals of friends during my monthly trips to Utah. The first was a childhood friend (David P.) who struggle for many years with several addictions. The second one was for Alycia C. who succombed to complications following surgery. A third friend (Devin B. from the DC area) also passed away this winter.
I did not know Alycia very well. We met this last summer on a tubing activity down the Potomac River then chatted at a few parties. We shared a few laughs and the usual banter. Many in the DC area are very good friends with her as (so I have learned) she has many best friends. It was very heart warming to see several DC area friends in attendance at her furneral in Kaysville, UT.
Stephanie and Melanie reflected on some great memories, the photo montage was nice, and the music was great. Stephanie recited E.E. Cummings poem I Carry Your Heart. The DC Friends sang Israel Kamakawiwo Ole's version of Somewhere Over the Rainbow (complete with ukulele) which was very moving.

Save the rest of us a good seat up there.



Somewhere over the rainbow
Way up high
And the dreams that you dreamed of
Once in a lullaby ii ii iii
Somewhere over the rainbow
Blue birds fly
And the dreams that you dreamed of
Dreams really do come true ooh ooooh
Someday I'll wish upon a star
Wake up where the clouds are far behind me ee ee eeh
Where trouble melts like lemon drops
High above the chimney tops thats where you'll find me oh
Somewhere over the rainbow bluebirds fly
And the dream that you dare to,why, oh why can't I? i iiii

Well I see trees of green and
Red roses too,
I'll watch them bloom for me and you
And I think to myself
What a wonderful world

Well I see skies of blue and I see clouds of white
And the brightness of day
I like the dark and I think to myself
What a wonderful world

The colors of the rainbow so pretty in the sky
Are also on the faces of people passing by
I see friends shaking hands
Saying, "How do you do?"
They're really saying, I...I love you
I hear babies cry and I watch them grow,
They'll learn much more
Than we'll know
And I think to myself
What a wonderful world (w)oohoorld

Someday I'll wish upon a star,
Wake up where the clouds are far behind me
Where trouble melts like lemon drops
High above the chimney top that's where you'll find me
Oh, Somewhere over the rainbow way up high
And the dream that you dare to, why, oh why can't I? I hiii ?

Comments on "In Memory of..."

 

Blogger Tara said ... (Wednesday, February 01, 2006 2:59:00 PM) : 

so weird. i posted that cumming's poem on my blog last night after watching 'in her shoes' and here it is on your page!

glad there was a good east coast representation at the funeral.

 

Blogger Shaka said ... (Wednesday, February 01, 2006 3:25:00 PM) : 

Very Cool - Steph also posted it on her blog last week.

 

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