In Remembrance of Dan...

Husband, Brother, Friend, Colleague, and Gentleman...
January 6, 1956 to September 8, 2001
You Are Missed...

DoveDove
Dan


          Dan experienced a fatal heart attack while working at the concession stand for his Church at a major University Football game. I remember that day in early September. The heat and humidity were unbearable, yet Dan continued his work.

          Dan was a special colleague and friend of mine having several interests in common. First, we were both Music Teachers, and secondly we loved technology. The last conversation I had with Dan was in August of 2001 at the beginning of a new school year. Dan approached me and told me he had purchased a new palm held device which fascinated him. He also told me that when he purchased the device he had thought about me.

          As music teacher at our small elementary school, where Dan carried his equipment from room to room, his job was extremely taxing. He met with each class only once a week, and traveled to two other schools as well. He was expected to carry out a Christmas Program yearly which encompassed the entire school. Having taught music for twelve years before transferring to a 5th grade teaching position, I knew the pressures of this task.

          Dan was a very gentle, kind man...a gentleman in every way. I regret to report that he was only 45 years old at the time of his death. Dan was very religious and strong in his beliefs. I know that he was a great comfort to others during his walk in this life.

          I have written the following poem in remembrance of my friend and colleague, Dan. I will miss him always and remember him fondly.

Dove of Peace

"Sing Me No Sad Song"
by
Janice I Magro


"Sing me no sad song," I heard the gentleman say,
with kindly words, a friendly smile, and he was on his way.
"I'm off to do my Father's work," His bidding urged him on.
"So please, I plead, there is no need, Sing me no sad song."

"I've felt the pain, the fetters, the snares, that to this world belong."
"So let me search and find my way, but sing me no sad song."

And then the kindly gentleman, to whom this poem belongs,
Was taken to his Heavenly home, where he hears the Heavenly songs.
What grace, what awe, fills this place, the Heavenly choirs sing,
With perfect peace, tranquility, and marvelous harmony.
And then he turns, unspeakably, his Savior's face he sees.

In this place there are no tears, they've all been wiped away.
So, I bid you friend, I think it wrong,
Sing him no sad song.

September 12, 2001
Copyright Janice I Magro


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