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Pastimes : Pray for Edwarda. -- Ignore unavailable to you. Want to Upgrade?

To: Ilaine who wrote (995)	6/20/2000 6:24:00 PM
From: Ish	Read Replies (1) \| Respond to of 1576

<<Right, but Neenny says we can sponsor an ad in memory of Edwarda for one day for less than $2000.>> Ok, put me down for a C note. Check your mail, you should find my bona fides. I need something to make me feel better.

To: Ilaine who wrote (995)	6/20/2000 6:40:00 PM
From: The Philosopher	Respond to of 1576

The ad in the Hunger Site lets you link to a site. Would Bob let us link it to Edwarda's profile? These would be non-SI members for the most part, who normally can't access profiles. Or can somebody create a site in her memory which might have some of the tributes from this thread, and maybe even a picture of her if her family agrees? It would be nice to have something more than the tiny teaser, and for people who bothered to click on the teaser to get some sense of who Edwarda was and why this is happening. It would be a lot of work, and I'm not volunteering since I can no more set up a web site than I can change the oil in my car, but maybe somebody has the skill and willingness to volunteer -- there's more than enough material here on the thread. BTW, if it's possible, one of the nicest little ways to honor Edwarda's importance to SI would be to add her name to the SI spellchecker.

To: Ilaine who wrote (995)	6/20/2000 7:12:00 PM
From: Voltaire	Respond to of 1576

When Earth's last picture is painted, and the tubes are twisted and dried, When the oldest colors have faded and the youngest critic has died. We shall rest and faith we shall need it, lie down for and eon or two, until the master of all good workmen, shall set us to work a new. And those that were good will be happy, they will sit in a golden chair, and splash at a ten league canvas, with brushes of comets hair. They will have real saints to draw from, Magdalene, Peter and Paul, and work at an age at a sitting and never be tired at all. only the master shall praise them, and only the master shall blame and no one will work for money and no one will work for fame. But each for the joy of working and each in his separate star, shall paint the things as they see them for the God of things as they are. Kipling

To: Ilaine who wrote (995)	6/20/2000 7:13:00 PM
From: Voltaire	Respond to of 1576

When Earth's last picture is painted, and the tubes are twisted and dried, When the oldest colors have faded and the youngest critic has died. We shall rest and faith we shall need it, lie down for and eon or two, until the master of all good workmen, shall set us to work a new. And those that were good will be happy, they will sit in a golden chair, and splash at a ten league canvas, with brushes of comets hair. They will have real saints to draw from, Magdalene, Peter and Paul, and work at an age at a sitting and never be tired at all. And only the master shall praise them, and only the master shall blame and no one will work for money and no one will work for fame. But each for the joy of working and each in his separate star, shall paint the things as they see them for the God of things as they are. Kipling

To: Ilaine who wrote (995)	6/20/2000 8:10:00 PM
From: username	Respond to of 1576

I just got back from a business meeting with my business partner. He lives in another state. We started a business a year ago, and this was the first time we had ever met face to face. Some of the people we were meeting with were shocked that we had a business going and had never met each other. I find it quite interesting. 500 years ago, or 1,000 years ago, it was not unusual for two people to do business without having met each other personally. No phones, no electricity, no cars, no jets. What they had was trust. That's what made the deals go right. Yes, some of them went wrong, but the ones that went right went right because the partners shared a kind of moral code. They could see that if one partner did well, the other one would too. Their fortunes were tied together, sometimes over tens of thousands of miles and many years. That's what I like about the Internet. We have a tool that can actually bring people together. I think it's as big as the discovery of fire. The hard part about it is the shared code of conduct. People on the Internet don't know my race, my color, or my creed. What they know about me is what they see in writing on the Internet. Bad people assume that everyone else is either bad like them, or stupid. Good people do what is right despite the temptation to do something wrong. I think we do good deeds, at least in part, because we know that at some point in the future, it will be payback time. No matter what dogmatic wrinkles an individual wants to subscribe to, I think the bottom line is pretty simple. What goes around, comes around. Good is right, bad is wrong, no matter what labels you want to put on it. With all the BS that is happening on this planet, there are still good people. People who believe things will get better and who work hard to make sure that they are part of the solution and not part of the problem. At some point in the future, this ball of dirt will either burst into radioactive flame, or people will get together enough to realize that a few bad eggs can't control the truth. I think the truth is pretty simple. You do good, we all win. You do bad, and you lose everything. Anyone who reads Edwarda's posts can tell where she is. Very simple, all you have to do is look.