Marlin High Memorials

“I hear a voice you can not hear. Which says I must not stay. I see a hand you can not see. Which beckons me away.”

The only thing you take with you when you’re gone is what you leave behind
— John Allston

There is more peace somewhere.
There is more peace somewhere.
I’m gonna keep on ’til I find it.
There is more peace somewhere.
— African American Hymn

I cannot think of them as dead who walk with me no more;
along the path of life I tread they but are gone before.
— Fredrick Lucian Hosmer

In the rising of the sun and in its going down, we remember them.
In the blowing of the wind and in the chill of winter, we remember them.
In the opening of buds and in the rebirth of spring, we remember them.
In the blueness of the sky and in the warmth of summer, we remember them.
In the rustling of leaves and in the beauty of autumn, we remember them.
In the beginning of the year and when it ends, we remember them.
When we are weary and in need of strength, we remember them.
When we are lost and sick at heart, we remember them.
When we have joys we yearn to share, we remember them.
So long as we live, they too shall live, for they are now a part of us, as we remember them.
— From Sylvan Kamens & Rabbi Jack Riemer

“Hold on to what is good even if it is a handful of earth. Hold on to what you believe even if it is a tree which stands by itself. Hold on to what you must do even if it is a long way from here. Hold on to life even when it is easier letting go. Hold on to my hand even when I have gone away from you.” ~Pueblo Blessing ~

Stop all the clocks, cut off the telephone,
Prevent the dog from barking with a juicy bone,
Silence the pianos and with muffled drum
Bring out the coffin, let the mourners come.

Let aeroplanes circle moaning overhead
Scribbling on the sky the message He is Dead.
Put crepe bows round the white necks of the public doves,
Let the traffic policemen wear black cotton gloves.

He was my North, my South, my East and West,
My working week and my Sunday rest,
My noon, my midnight, my talk, my song;
I thought that love would last forever: I was wrong.

The stars are not wanted now; put out every one,
Pack up the moon and dismantle the sun,
Pour away the ocean and sweep up the woods;
For nothing now can ever come to any good.

W.H. Auden

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Tommy Barton
Betty Jo Berezoski
Evelyn Boucher
Ricky Dan Brown
Harry Closs
James Cross
Jimmy Daily
Raymond Eads
Elizabeth Georgette Eichler Graves
Larry Green
Nancy (Neecie) Hardeman Beard
Otis Havis
Bobby Hesskew
Sheryl Hicks
Donald Hogan
Kenneth Hogg
Patty Holloway
Jane Howerton
Bob Humphrey
Valarie Iglesia
Brad Jennings
Carol Kendrick
Bobby Lessman
Dwight Lessman
Grace Locke
Leo Locke Jr.
Sharon Padilla Murray
Debra Neumann
Kay Phillips
Julia Pickvance
Joyce Rachui
Marcia Beth Roberts
Raymond Smith
Al Stein
Paula Stone (McIntosh)
Moda Strickland
John Hart Thompson
Sandra Tobias
Hector Trevino
Barbara Chane (Tull)
Mary Lynn Walker (Drews)
Mary Helen McBee White
Marion Willars