BEN (Old Iron "A Shot in the Dark")

             JULY 1995— NOVEMBER 2007

A true Airedale terrier, courageous and a fighter to the end.

Farewell most noble and best of friends!

Happy Trails, dear friend, happy trails.

Sadly missed, forever in our hearts

Ave atque vale!

(Hail and farewell!)

Do Not Stand By My Grave And Weep
I Am Not Dead, I Do Not Sleep.

I Am A thousand Winds That Blow,
I Am A Diamond Glint On Snow.

I Am The Sunset On Ripened Grain,
I Am The Gentle Autumn Rain.

When You Awake In The Autumn Hush,
I Am The Swift Uplifting Rush.

Of Quiet Birds In Circling Flight,
I Am The Soft Starshine At Night. 

Do not stand at my grave and cry,
I am not there; I did not die.
 
--Mary Elizabeth Frye, 1932.

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