Dear Phyllis and family - Our hearts ache with you and for you during this sorrowful time. Dan was such a gentle man and gentleman with many interests. We were privileged to have known and danced and laughed with Dan at the Old Brick events. He will be deeply missed and our lives are forever changed because of him. We offer this poem in hopes of added comfort. It was shared with us after the death of Carol's mother manyears ago. Peace and Love ~ Jason & Carol Gehrs
Gone From My Sight
by Henry Van Dyke
I am standing upon the seashore.
A ship, at my side, spreads her white sails
to the moving breeze and starts for the blue ocean.
She is an object of beauty and strength.
I stand and watch her until, at length,
she hangs like a speck of white cloud
just where the sea and sky come to mingle with each other.
Then, someone at my side says, "There, she is gone."
Gone where?
Gone from my sight. That is all.
She is just as large in mast,
hull and spar as she was when she left my side.
And, she is just as able to bear her load of living freight
to her destined port.
Her diminished size is in me -- not in her.
And, just at the moment when someone says,
"There, she is gone,"
there are other eyes watching her coming, and other voices
ready to take up the glad shout, "Here she comes!"
And that is dying...
