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 |
