| In Loving Memory Gerald Dean Schultz Death is nothing at all... I have only slipped away into the next room... I am I and you are you. Whatever we were to each other that we are still. Call me by my old familiar name, Speak to me in the easy ways you always used. Put no difference into your tone, Wear no forced air of solemnity or sorrow. Laugh as we always laughed at the little jokes we enjoyed together. Play, smile, think of me, pray for me. Let my name be ever the household word it always was. Let it be spoken without affect, without the trace of a shadow on it. Life means all that it ever meant; It is the same as it ever was; There is unbroken continuity. Why should I be out of mind because l am out of sight? I am waiting for you for an interval, somewhere very near, just around the corner... All is well. Henry Scott Holland C. D. 'Jerry' Schultz, 68, of Grants Pass, Oregon, died March 17, 1999, at his home. | ![]() 13 Sep 98 - St. Vincent de Paul Picnic
Bahia de Los Angeles, Baja -- 6 miles from village -- -- Fish from "Sea of Cortez -- 16 Beautiful days in our Mini Toy Dolphin - NO WATER - - NO ELECTRICITY - - NO NUTTIN HONEY - But fished every day -- Yum!
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