I did not die (Author unknown)
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 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.
Rich,
May you live on forever in the hearts of all of your fellow DVC fanatics.
You truly were, A man, A legend, A way of life.
I miss you already.
Lisa,
Please take comfort in knowing how deeply Rich has touched the lives of all of us here on the DIS boards. God bless you and your daughter.