A treasured Gulcher has passed on.
I for one, and many of you I bet, had great conversations with Herb Shapiro, (Herb7734)...I will miss him greatly.
Good Afternoon All!
Sorry for the repeat message, but several eMails bounced, so I had to log into my dad's computer to get the proper addresses.
It is with sadness that I notify you that my dad, Herb Shapiro passed peacefully away early this morning while sleeping.
This followed complications due to pneumonia in early June.
Regards,
Steve.
Good Afternoon All!
Sorry for the repeat message, but several eMails bounced, so I had to log into my dad's computer to get the proper addresses.
It is with sadness that I notify you that my dad, Herb Shapiro passed peacefully away early this morning while sleeping.
This followed complications due to pneumonia in early June.
Regards,
Steve.
From his bio .....
I'm really old. Slightly disabled. In my life I've had many careers. Starting out as a paperboy, I have been: A shoe salesman, a musician, a photographer, a camera store and photo studio owner, an editor and publisher, a home organ salesman and performer, and presently retired. I currently communicate with many people all over the world, giving them my opinions whether they want them or not. I also pass along articles of interest to those whom I think will enjoy them. I've been an Objectivist since the early days of Rand and Branden. I have had the pleasure of meeting them both and have taken classes on Objectivism by Branden and others.
Epitaph
By Merrit Malloy
When I die
Give what’s left of me away
To children
And old me that wait to die.
And if you need to cry,
Cry for your brother
Walking the street beside you.
And when you need me,
Put your arms
Around anyone
And give them
What you need to give to me.
I want to leave you something,
Something better
Than words
Or sounds.
Look for me
In the people I’ve known
Or loved,
And if you cannot give me away,
At least let me live on in your eyes
And not your mind.
You can love me most
By letting
Hands touch hands,
By letting bodies touch bodies,
And by letting go
Of children
That need to be free.
Love doesn’t die,
People do.
So, when all that’s left of me
Is love,
Give me away.
Thank you.
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=SVyEK...
Lyrics:
Molly O Malley s is not too far from here
Where not a soul, the story goes, ever pays for beer
At Molly O Malley s the patrons understand
That the player s fee is a pint or three
So everyone s in the band
Everybody s in the band
Some join in with voices, some with pipes or reeds
Some in the band clap their hands or laugh and slap their knees
Some are still and listen with attentive eyes and ears
And it s always strange how the music changes
When they disappear
When they disappear
Over the doorway, painted bold
A question begs your pardon
Is this a place of many souls
Or just one very large one?
Over the bar, another reads
Are there many songs
Or just one that goes on and on?
At Molly O Malley s they go chair to chair
And each one croons a little tune they would like to share
Some are sad, some happy, and singing has its rules
That you can t be shy and you cannot lie
But you sing a song that s true
Sing a song that s true
Over the doorway, painted bold
A question begs your pardon
Is this a place of many souls
Or just one very large one?
Over the bar, another reads
Are there many songs
Or just one that goes on and on?
When the night is over, before the last farewell
They find the jar on the bar and kindly tip themselves
At Molly O Malley s, the patrons understand
That the player s fee is a pint or three
So everyone s in the band
Everybody s in the band
It's a tragedy we will not have benefit of Herb's wisdom in the future. I know I have missed his comments more in recent maddening days.
I enjoyed out conversations.
will be much missed, his contributions were often humorous, always enlightening.
Condolences to Herb's family.
Steve Sass, Baltimore
Thanks for passing this along.
Please convey my thanks to the group.
Regards,
Steve.
On Sat, Jul 10, 2021 at 11:27 AM Carl Johnson < johnson-carl@comcast.net> wrote:
Sorry I couldn't get this to you sooner but the responses to the post about your Dad are priceless...We all here, will sorely miss him.
Please take care,
Sincerely, Olduglycarl
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