Kevan F. Hartwell Dec. 21, 1920 - Oct. 3, 2001
I immediately thought of my father when I came across this quote by George Bernard Shaw (1856-1950). These words so aptly describe the way Kevan Hartwell lived, how he eagerly met life head on:
"I want to be thoroughly used up when I die, for the harder I work, the more I live. I rejoice in life for its own sake. Life is no brief candle for me. It is a sort of splendid torch which I have got hold of for the moment, and I want to make it burn as brightly as possible before handing on to future generations."
In Memoriam
Five years, Dad, since you’ve been gone.
And here’s a new October dawn.
And here’s a new October dawn.
Five years passed like one moment in time, the blink of an eye,
a solemn whisper, a small sad sigh.
a solemn whisper, a small sad sigh.
We miss your music, miss your voice, your wisdom and your cheer.
The world has changed since you’ve been gone, for you’re no longer here.
The world has changed since you’ve been gone, for you’re no longer here.
The space is dark and empty you once so brightly filled,
but we are not forsaken; you're here beside us still.
but we are not forsaken; you're here beside us still.
Your words still clearly echo, your hands, with love, still guide
As we reflect upon the past with tears, with smiles, with pride.
As we reflect upon the past with tears, with smiles, with pride.
Five years now since you’ve been gone,
And we, the living, must live on.
To you, to the "splendid torch" that you passed.
--Cathrine
And we, the living, must live on.
To you, to the "splendid torch" that you passed.
--Cathrine