Losses, Class of 1965
First draft. As of 2015.
 

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Jeff Nix '67 on March 25, 2019 at 6:46 AM said:

Seeing this list deeply saddens me, especially Jeannie Skinner, my "girl next door" neighbor my whole time on Hill Avenue. It also makes me painfully aware of my own mortality. RIP to all of them.

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March 2019. 

 

The Oven Bird

By Robert Frost

 

There is a singer everyone has heard,

Loud, a mid-summer and a mid-wood bird,

Who makes the solid tree trunks sound again.

He says that leaves are old and that for flowers

Mid-summer is to spring as one to ten.

He says the early petal-fall is past

When pear and cherry bloom went down in showers

On sunny days a moment overcast;

And comes that other fall we name the fall.

He says the highway dust is over all.

The bird would cease and be as other birds

But that he knows in singing not to sing.

The question that he frames in all but words

Is what to make of a diminished thing.

 

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