"Now cracks a noble heart. Good night, sweet prince,
And flights of angels sing thee to thy rest." -Horatio, HAMLET
Shane Rodgers (11/18/76 to 8/28/97)
That quote just seemed appropriate. HAMLET was one of his favorites. We are going to miss him so much.
"To die - to sleep,
No more; and by a sleep to say we end
The heart-ache and the thousand natural shocks
That flesh is heir to: 'tis a consummation
Devoutly to be wish'd." Hamlet, HAMLET
It helps to know that the real part of his life has really only just begun. We miss him here, but we'll see him again someday in eternity, and eternity is plenty of time to spend together. I like how C.S. Lewis put it:
"'There was a real railway accident," said Aslan softly. "Your father and mother and all of you are - as you used to call it in the Shadow-Lands - dead. The term is over: the holidays have begun. the dream is ended: this is the morning.'
And as He spoke He no longer looked to them like a lion; but the things that began to happen after that were so great and beautiful that I cannot write them. and for us this is the end of all the stories, and we can most truy say that they all lived happily ever after. But for them it was only the beginning of the real story. All their life in this world and all their adventures in Narnia had only been the cover and the title page:now at last they were beginning Chapter One of the Great Story, which no one on earth has read: which goes on for ever: in which every chapter is better than the one before." -THE LAST BATTLE
If he were here now, he would agree with me, and he loved to read so much - all the quotes here have to be literary. We will never forget him or the priviledge we had in knowing him.
"'I see that I hold a sanctuary in their hearts, and in the hearts of their descendents, generations hence. I see her, and old woman, weeping for me on the anniversary of this day. I see her and her husband, their course done, living side by side in their last earthly bed, and I know that each was not more honored and held sacred int he other's soul, than I was in the souls of both.
I see that child who lay upon her bosom and who bore my name, a man winning his way up in that path of life which once was mine. I see him winning it so well, that my name is made illustirous there by the light of his. I see the blots I threw upon it faded away. I see him, foremost of the judges and honored men, brining a boy of my name, with a forehead that I know and golden hair, to this place - then fair to look upon, with not a trace of this day's disfigurement - and I hear him tell the child my story, with a tender and faltering voice.
It is a far, far better thing that I do, than I have ever done; it is a far, far better rest that I go to, than I have ever known.'" -Sydney Carton, A TALE OF TWO CITIES
If you are looking for one of the Ms.Who, Ms.Which, or Ms.Whatsit pages...my apologies. Their main entrances are temporarily down in honor of my friend's death. If you know the specific page addresses for where you are going, you can still get there. It is only the index that is gone.
Posted by Rachel Wilcox