I knew him not, the man named John; but I feel that the world has lost a good man.
His loss, doubtless, will be felt by many.
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Bounty Hunter
Condolences.
I knew him not, the man named John; but I feel that the world has lost a good man.
His loss, doubtless, will be felt by many.
I knew him not, the man named John; but I feel that the world has lost a good man.
His loss, doubtless, will be felt by many.
Sith Knight
but I feel that the world has lost a good man
Hear hear.
I don't know him, and I only know you from reading your posts, but even so...
Sorry to hear it dude.
Back with a Vengeance
Condolences. My Grandfather died approximatley this time last year, he was younger, but he also served over in Europe, and married just after the war, 50+ years.
Commonwealth Technologies and Industries
Condolences. My grandfather died this past May at the age of 66.
The Slothful Padawan
Any day we loose a vinda is a dark day.
Condolences from a man who lost a grandfather who also didn't have his flame in the end.
Condolences from a man who lost a grandfather who also didn't have his flame in the end.
Minister of Defence
Condolences.
Imperial Baron-Admiral<br><i>I am more honourable than thou!</i>
Requiem en Terra Pax
You have my sympathies. I lost my grandfather sometime ago and will be utterly depressed when my grandmother dies. My heart to you.
You have my sympathies. I lost my grandfather sometime ago and will be utterly depressed when my grandmother dies. My heart to you.
[size=1]Requiem en Terra Pax[/size]
Strip Tease For Me, Baby / Tie Me To The Bed, Dear
Sunset and evening star,
And one clear call for me!
And may there be no moaning of the bar,
When I put out to sea,
But such a tide as moving seems asleep,
Too full for sound and foam,
When that which drew from out the boundless deep
Turns again home.
Twilight and evening bell,
And after that the dark!
And may there be no sadness of farewell,
When I embark;
For through from out our bourne of Time and Place
The flood may bear me far,
I hope to see my Pilot face to face
When I have crossed the bar.
And one clear call for me!
And may there be no moaning of the bar,
When I put out to sea,
But such a tide as moving seems asleep,
Too full for sound and foam,
When that which drew from out the boundless deep
Turns again home.
Twilight and evening bell,
And after that the dark!
And may there be no sadness of farewell,
When I embark;
For through from out our bourne of Time and Place
The flood may bear me far,
I hope to see my Pilot face to face
When I have crossed the bar.
He only watches soccer for the riots
My sympathies, Seth. Try to remember the good times, it'll help. My Grandfather killed himself before I was born, so I never new him, but I was also deprived of what many consider an important piece of their lives.
"Beff Pike":
Every time a nub grows up an icon dies.
So thanks, Kach - you killed David Carradine!
"Omnae":
"What? What? Where are the nipples?" enters Seth Vinda.
"NIF. But I will find them! I am god like that." Kach Thorton speaks up.
Commonwealth Patriot<br>Get your damn hands off me,<br>you filthy Kuati drunk!
Much sympathy Seth.