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Tuesday, August 30,1994 Page m " . . ""T In :memorpc9f Jobn earle ~Ub ~ of.J. §. Cfadt anb 6" ..1'ttntingtm :fRtmbtt of tbt ([lauu of 1996 -flo paUUttl on .Jul!, 1. 1994 Lifecycle Lying upon a grass stretch one luminous late April afternoon, my eyes closed and other senses open. I ponder my bond with the earth. The sun's radiant beams fill me with spirit as it also gives life to all its earthy children. Smells of budding roses and flourishing honeysuckles saturate the air as a caring breeze gently cools my heated flesh. Branches of half-mature oaks echo in the more potent winds as the chorus of bee hums and the bluejay's song entertains me. Winged insects periodically use my naked legs as a landing strip and the ground troops topple over my chest by crossing ajungle of hairs. This intimacy with earth is eternal, a memory locked in the vaults of my mind. and death, I fear not. Ere destiny has it, my carcass will eventually join earth forever.s, Therefore, [ shall never perish entirely. My smile will evolve into a daisy and my vigor will power the currents of a mountain spring. written by John Andrew Earle, Jr., 1994 A memorial service will be held in Little Baker Chapel on Sunday, September 11, 1994 at 2 pm. The Reverand Mark Lancaster officiating. John's familiy has established the John A. Earle, Jr. Endowed Scholarship Fund in memory of their son atWMC.