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Noviembre 23, 2005
Thomas' birthday celebration - December 6
December 6, 2005, would have been Thomas' fortieth birthday. If you are interested in gathering to remember him and celebrate his life, please join us on Tuesday, December 6, 2005. We are planning to meet at Fabulous Ferns from about 7p - 10p. Please spread the word to anyone you know who may be interested in being there.
Please bring photos and think about special memories you want to share. AND if you have a suggestion for organizing or compiling people's memories/stories, please let me know. Thank you.
Dorothy Jordan
djordan@hedbergmaps.com
home: 612-721-7211
cell: 612-280-2427
Fabulous Ferns
400 Selby Ave (at Arundel St)
651-225-9414
Posted by beauty at 01:27 PM | Comments (4)
DVD of the Memorial Service
Thomas' memorial service on September 10, 2005, was recorded by the generous Robert Haarman. The DVD was professionally replicated. I have a couple of spare copies and can also have more made. If you are interested in having a DVD for yourself or would like to borrow a copy to view it, please let me know.
Dorothy Jordan
djordan@hedbergmaps.com
home: 612-721-7211
cell: 612-280-2427
Posted by beauty at 01:14 PM
Noviembre 10, 2005
IN MEMORY OF THOMAS --a poem written by Tom Jaax for Rose Hansmeyer
The dawn saw her
sailing a southerly course.
Soft morning light
reflected on her face
gazing out over
the water.
Waves lifted the boat
steadied by a wind
in the sails.
An easy motion
to lose your thoughts.
She watched the light
of the sunrise play
on top of the water.
Her eyes taking in
every shape and color
imaginable.
Short gusts of wind
shimmered the light
on the little waves,
giving way to a softer
rounder yellow on older
swells.
Her breathing
uneasy now
ushered in a sigh.
As if the sails
lost their wind.
A tear readies
its fall to the water
below
as a dragonfly lands
on the lifeline wire.
She just received
news of her brother’s
death.
Both her and the
dragonfly swayed
with the wind and waves.
They travelled on
together.
She knows now
his memories will sail
on with her.
She will call on
his smile and laugh,
when the wind blows too strong….
She will remember
his love of people
as she steps ashore
in new lands….
The sound of the hull
through the water
is his long yessss
to his respect for the earth…
She will say goodnight
in the quiet anchorages
as the gentle oval waves
close her eyes….
She watched the
dragonfly take off
in a southerly direction
tacking back and forth,
as if leading the way.
Posted by beauty at 11:27 AM
Noviembre 07, 2005
Drangonfly
A Native American perspective.
Love, Rose
Posted by mary at 12:13 PM
Noviembre 06, 2005
POEM FROM A FRIEND.
LOVE, MARY
Posted by mary at 12:00 PM
LITTLE BROTHER TOMOOSE!
MISS YOU, MARY
Posted by mary at 11:33 AM