"Remember Me With Smiles And Laughter, For That Is How I Will Remember you"





... we get to think of life as an inexhaustible well. Yet everything happens
only a certain number of times, and a very small number, really. How many
more times will you remember a certain afternoon of your childhood,some 
afternoon that's so deeply a part of your being that you can't even conceive
of your life without it? Perhaps four or five timesmore. perhaps not even 
that. How many more times will you watch the full moon rise? Perhaps 
twenty. And yet it all seems limitless.