If there are no dogs in Heaven,
then when I die I want to go where they went.
In memory of THELMA SHAWLEY, who died on March 14, 2003. Dedicated pet activist for 70 years and founder of the Humane Society in Marion, Indiana.
In memory of DAVID PERRY, who passed away May 3, 2003
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 still are.
Call me by my old familiar name, speak to me in the easy way
you always used. Put no difference in 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 that it always was,
let it be spoken without effect,
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 I am out of sight?
I am but waiting for you, for an interval,
somewhere very near, just around the corner. . .
All is well.
-- Harry Scott Holland,1847-1918
Canon of St. Paul's Cathedral, London
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