Farewell, my friend. / Roy Yeo (Friend) This might have come late but I never was any good at this. Rest in peace, Syl. Just because I've been silent all this while doesn't mean you haven't been in my thoughts. You're missed.
If ever two were one, then surely we / Peggy (wife)
To My Dear and Loving Husband by Anne Bradstreet
If ever two were one, then surely we. If ever man were loved by wife, then thee; If ever wife was happy in a man, Compare with me, ye women, if you can. I prize thy love more than whole mines of gold Or all the riches that the East doth hold. My love is such that rivers cannot quench, Nor ought but love from thee, give recompense. Thy love is such I can no way repay, The heavens reward thee manifold, I pray. Then while we live, in love let's so persevere That when we live no more, we may live ever.
FOSA's tribute to Sylvester / FOSA (Friends of Sylvester ) We will always remember that smile on your face. The smile that you readily offered whenever we needed some cheer, comfort or encouragement in our lives. The smile that you wore even as you were straining and pushing yourself to the limits of your physical ability.
We will always remain in awe of the fierce passion with which you lived your life. In everything that you did, you committed your entire heart and soul. The word “surrender” simply did not exist for you.
We will always admire your insatiable drive to challenge yourself. You never ceased to strive to go stronger, faster and further. You did not win every race that you competed in. But that was not the point. You finished each and every one with your head held high. You taught us what it was to have the courage to be the Man in the Arena.
We would like to think that you have crossed the finish line first in our race towards God’s kingdom and that you are watching over us from above with that gentle smile on your face.
You will always have a special place in our hearts and will always be remembered as a devoted husband, a loving son and a great friend.
Whenever we tire along our journey through life, let us always be inspired to fight our challenges, to never surrender and to live as passionately as you did, each and every day of our lives.
We bid you farewell, our dearest Brother, with all our love.
"It is not the critic that counts; not the man who points out how the strong man stumbles. Or where the doer of deeds could have done better. The credit belongs to the man who is actually in the arena, whose face is marred by dust and sweat and blood; who strives valiantly; who errs, and comes short again and again, because there is no effort without error and shortcoming; who knows the great enthusiasms, the great devotions; who spends himself in a worthy cause; who at best knows in the end the triumph of high achievement. And at worst, If he fails, at least fails while daring greatly, so that his place shall never be with those cold and timid souls who know neither victory nor defeat."
— President Theodore Roosevelt, "The Man in the Arena", Paris, 191
to a friend and love one / Mr. John Thor (friend)Read >>
to a friend and love one / Mr. John Thor (friend)
I'm a friend of peggy's in a game she plays , Watching the pictures , I see a lot of love and caring , Prayers are with you , and I'm sure the lord is with you and your husband , you and your family will always be in my prayers , May our heavenly father be with you John (Thor) Close
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