Dan Murphy
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- Apr 20, 2000
Over the past 18 years, I have posted rather lengthy threads here on the community board, remembering Sylvia, a disboard member, who back on June 7, 2001, passed away after a long fight against the beast, only 39 years old. Most of those who knew her from back then have moved on, on their own accord, or otherwise. Most here today have no knowledge of this wonderful lady from so many years ago, nor of her son Nick. Nick, about 5 years old at the time, should be about 24 or so now.
Today, January 14th, we again celebrate Sylvia's birthday. She would have been 57.
Other than periodic updates about Nick and his grandma Margarete (Sylvia's mom), the lengthy reads both on Sylvia's birthday and date of passing, never really changed year to year (if anyone wants to see those with more pictures from previous years, a search here with Sylvia as keyword and me as poster will bring up many). I'll email Margarete today and if I have any updates on Nick, I will add here later. So rather than posting another sort of same, long thread, I just thought I would post this short thought, remembering this wonderful lady, Sylvia.
God speed, my friend, God speed. 's And continued good wishes for Nick.
Over The Rainbow
--click for sound
Somewhere over the rainbow
Way up high
And the dreams that you dreamed of
Once in a lullaby
Somewhere over the rainbow
Blue birds fly
And the dreams that you dreamed of
Dreams really do come true
Someday I'll wish upon a star
Wake up where the clouds are far behind me
Where trouble melts like lemon drops
High above the chimney tops is where you'll find me
Somewhere over the rainbow bluebirds fly
And the dreams that you dare to, oh why, oh why can't I?
Well I see trees of green and Red roses too,
I'll watch then bloom for me and you
And I think to myself
What a wonderful world
Well I see skies of blue and I see clouds of white
And the brightness of day
I like the dark and I think to myself
What a wonderful world
The colors of the rainbow so pretty in the sky
Are also on the faces of people passing by
I see friends shaking hands
Saying, "How do you do?"
They're really saying, I...I love you
I hear babies cry and I watch them grow,
They'll learn much more than
We'll know
And I think to myself
What a wonderful world
Someday I'll wish upon a star,
Wake up where the clouds are far behind me
Where trouble melts like lemon drops
High above the chimney tops is where you'll find me
Somewhere over the rainbow way up high
And the dreams that you dare to, ... why, oh why can't I
Israel Kamakawiwo'ole
Today, January 14th, we again celebrate Sylvia's birthday. She would have been 57.
Other than periodic updates about Nick and his grandma Margarete (Sylvia's mom), the lengthy reads both on Sylvia's birthday and date of passing, never really changed year to year (if anyone wants to see those with more pictures from previous years, a search here with Sylvia as keyword and me as poster will bring up many). I'll email Margarete today and if I have any updates on Nick, I will add here later. So rather than posting another sort of same, long thread, I just thought I would post this short thought, remembering this wonderful lady, Sylvia.
God speed, my friend, God speed. 's And continued good wishes for Nick.
Over The Rainbow
--click for sound
Somewhere over the rainbow
Way up high
And the dreams that you dreamed of
Once in a lullaby
Somewhere over the rainbow
Blue birds fly
And the dreams that you dreamed of
Dreams really do come true
Someday I'll wish upon a star
Wake up where the clouds are far behind me
Where trouble melts like lemon drops
High above the chimney tops is where you'll find me
Somewhere over the rainbow bluebirds fly
And the dreams that you dare to, oh why, oh why can't I?
Well I see trees of green and Red roses too,
I'll watch then bloom for me and you
And I think to myself
What a wonderful world
Well I see skies of blue and I see clouds of white
And the brightness of day
I like the dark and I think to myself
What a wonderful world
The colors of the rainbow so pretty in the sky
Are also on the faces of people passing by
I see friends shaking hands
Saying, "How do you do?"
They're really saying, I...I love you
I hear babies cry and I watch them grow,
They'll learn much more than
We'll know
And I think to myself
What a wonderful world
Someday I'll wish upon a star,
Wake up where the clouds are far behind me
Where trouble melts like lemon drops
High above the chimney tops is where you'll find me
Somewhere over the rainbow way up high
And the dreams that you dare to, ... why, oh why can't I
Israel Kamakawiwo'ole
Remembering our friend Sylvia today......
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