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Barukh atah Adonai . . . shehekhyanu vekiymanu vehigianu lazman hazeh
People I Very Much Wish to See Again
I would, very much, like to see the following friends, once again.
We met in Chicago, were friends in the 1970's, but lost track of each other:
Frank Reed+
Phillip Bishop
Paul Plesetz
Jim Hurley+
Nancy McNichols
Paula Pogwidz
Harold Fix
Matthew K McNeelege
Bill Raff (William Raft?)
Steven P Letz
Anyone who knew Richard F Husar
Riccardo Berillo+
Jesse J Springer
Michael Healy+

+After first posting, I learn that Ric Berillo and Jim Hurley returned to God in 1993 and
1994, respectively: Frank Reed in 2003, I grieve for their absence. Michael Healy
returned to God in 1991. Again, recently, I learned of the passing of Kenneth J Wissler,
who returned to God on January 22, 2008.

Earlier and in other cities as well:
Duane "Dewey" B Anderson Jr once of San Antonio Texas
Jeff Wetmore once of Berlin Germany
Lee Harvey Lee once of Berlin Germany
Brent Chatham once of Darmstadt Germany

Richard Kirchoff once of Darmstadt Germany

Niko Karcher once of Frankfurt Germany
Ken J Wissler once of Frankfurt Germany and New York NY+
Jim Ryan once of Frankfurt Germany and New York NY
Rick R Rutter once of Tampa Florida and Lancaster Ohio
Richard R Rasche once of TeleType Corp in Skokie Illinois and Evanston
George Snyder once of A B Dick in Chicago Illinois

There are many others that I would like to see again. Dear loved ones, all.

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Ha’le’val She’Timshol Al Ha’Hoseh Ve’Ali
Niko Karcher ca 1971
In time he recognized this loss
As the end of his journey
And returned to Uruk.

Perhaps, he feared,
His people would not share
The sorrow that he knew.

He entered the city and asked a blind man
If he had ever heard the name Enkidu,
And the old man shrugged and shook his head,
Then turned away,
As if to say it is impossible
To keep the names of friends
Whom we have lost.

Gilgamesh said nothing more
to force his sorrow on another.

He looked at the walls
Awed at the heights
His people had achieved
And for a moment -- just a moment --
All that lay behind him
Passed from view.
     Gilgamesh
             From a translation by Herbert Mason