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To: bob who wrote (7678)	12/5/2001 6:28:34 PM
From: Jane4IceCream	Respond to of 8686

bob, I dont know you too well here in cyberspace but just wanted to pass along my condolensces to you and wish you well. Jane

To: bob who wrote (7678)	12/5/2001 6:37:07 PM
From: Tim Luke	Read Replies (1) \| Respond to of 8686

Bob, You have my deepest condolence my friend as you were there for me when my dad passed away and I consider you a friend for life. Just know that she is in a far better place now and at rest. Even though we both knew their time was coming it's still very hard to accept. You ever need anything you say the word. Regards Tim Luke ps: that goes for John also who lost his Father recently.

To: bob who wrote (7678)	12/5/2001 6:39:06 PM
From: HandsOn	Read Replies (1) \| Respond to of 8686

Bob My Dad was on Hospice care and passed away on Nov. 3 after a 10 year battle with cancer. Please accept our sincere condolences, feel free to PM me as well Bob.

To: bob who wrote (7678)	12/5/2001 11:55:18 PM
From: Patricia	Respond to of 8686

bob, I am so sorry to hear about your mother. My prayers and thoughts are with you and your family.

To: bob who wrote (7678)	12/6/2001 9:07:43 AM
From: A. Charles	Respond to of 8686

Bob, My condolences.... Andy

To: bob who wrote (7678)	12/6/2001 9:44:07 AM
From: Mare Britton	Respond to of 8686

Bob, I've been away a long time but still have feelings for the familiar names in this group. I want to add my condolences and say I feel moved by your feelings that your mom was well taken care of by the hospice people. That is a wonderful blessing. She must have been a great ol gal to get such good treatment. Mare

To: bob who wrote (7678)	12/6/2001 12:34:54 PM
From: microvestor	Respond to of 8686

Bob, Please accept my condolences upon the passing of your dear mother. This is a sad portal that we all must pass through, sooner or later, but this time of year it is especially difficult. I lost my mother on September 9th and the funeral occurred on 9/11. She also was in hospice care, but fortunately it was only for a short time. You have my sincerest sympathies. Lee

To: bob who wrote (7678)	12/6/2001 10:27:52 PM
From: rowrowrow	Read Replies (1) \| Respond to of 8686

Bob, for lack of better words than these........ and for my "cyber-friends" of many years. A Woman and a Fork There was a young woman who had been diagnosed with a terminal illness and had been given three months to live. So as she was getting her things "in order," she contacted her Rabbi and had him come to her house to discuss certain aspects of her final wishes. She told him which songs she wanted sung at the service, what scriptures she would like read, and what outfit she wanted to be buried in. Everything was in order and the Rabbi was preparing to leave when the young woman suddenly remembered something very important to her. "There's one more thing," she said excitedly. "What' that?" came the Rabbi's reply. "This is very important," the young woman continued. "I want to be buried with a fork in my right hand." The Rabbi stood looking at the young woman, not knowing quite what to say. That surprises you, doesn't it?" the young woman asked. "Well, to be honest, I'm puzzled by the request," said the Rabbi. The young woman explained. "My grandmother once told me this story, and from there on out, I have always done so. I have also, always tried to pass along its message to those I love and those who are in need of encouragement. In all my years of attending socials and dinners, I always remember that when the dishes of the main course were being cleared, someone would inevitably lean over and say, 'Keep your fork.' It was my favorite part because I knew that something better was coming...like velvety chocolate cake or deep-dish apple pie. Something wonderful, and with substance!' So, I just want people to see me there in that casket with a fork in my hand and I want them to wonder "What's with the fork?" Then I want you to tell them: "Keep your fork ..the best is yet to come." The Rabbi's eyes welled up with tears of joy as he hugged the young woman good-bye. He knew this would be one of the last times he would see her before her death. But he also knew that the young woman had a better grasp of heaven than he did. She had a better grasp of what heaven would be like than many people twice her age, with twice as much experience and knowledge. She KNEW that something better was coming. At the funeral people were walking by the young woman's casket and they saw the cloak she was wearing and the fork placed in her right hand. Over and over, the Rabbi heard the question "What's with the fork?" And over and over he smiled. During his message, the Rabbi told the people of the conversation he had with the young woman shortly before she died. He also told them about the fork and about what it symbolized to her. The pastor told the people how he could not stop thinking about the fork and told them that they probably would not be able to stop thinking about it either. He was right. So the next time you reach down for your fork, let it remind you ever so gently, that the best is yet to come. Friends are a very rare jewel, indeed. They make you smile and encourage you to succeed. They lend an ear, they share a word of praise, and they always want to open their hearts to us. Show your friends how much you care. Remember to always be there for them, even when you need them more. For you never know when it may be their time to "Keep your fork." Cherish the time you have, and the memories you share... being friends with someone is not an opportunity but a sweet responsibility. And keep your fork.