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The Fathers Heart
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2015 - 2019
"Chris was one of the sweetest, most decent, human beings I've ever met. Everyone knows how academically smart he was. But he wasn't just good at getting high grades. He had an impressive intellectual grasp of what he learned. What may have been his greatest gift was his emotional awareness, not just an awareness of his own emotions, but the emotions of others, also. He didn't make these things up. What he perceived was real. The novelist , Henry James, thought "we should try to be one of those people on whom nothing is lost". For most people, who all too often live below the bar, that represents a healthy exhortation. But for others it's possible they know far too much. The darkness can easily out-weight the light and life becomes unbearable. Chris worked at his life with extreme determination. He used all of his amazing gifts and accomplished a lot. Good by, my friend. I'll never forget you."
– Philip L. Smith: Ohio State University, Doctor of Philosophy (Ph.D.)Industrial and operations Engineering & Cognitive Psychology ...Teacher and Friend, Aug 29, 2020
– Philip L. Smith: Ohio State University, Doctor of Philosophy (Ph.D.)Industrial and operations Engineering & Cognitive Psychology ...Teacher and Friend, Aug 29, 2020
July 4th 1997 ~ Aug. 24th 2020
"Death is nothing at all. It does not count. I have only slipped away into the next room. Nothing has happened. Everything remains exactly as it was. I am I, and you are you, and the old life that we lived so fondly together is untouched, unchanged. Whatever we were to each other, that we are still. Call me by the old familiar name. Speak of me in the easy way which 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 that 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 an effort, without the ghost of a shadow upon it. Life means all that it ever meant. It is the same as it ever was. There is absolute and unbroken continuity. What is this death but a negligible accident? 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 round the corner. All is well. Nothing is hurt; nothing is lost. One brief moment and all will be as it was before. How we shall laugh at the trouble of parting when we meet again!”
By: Henry Scott Holland
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Slideshow Music: A Father's Heart / Brothers Kyoudai / Heaven's Call