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Conference quark::human_relations-v1

Title:What's all this fuss about 'sax and violins'?
Notice:Archived V1 - Current conference is QUARK::HUMAN_RELATIONS
Moderator:ELESYS::JASNIEWSKI
Created:Fri May 09 1986
Last Modified:Wed Jun 26 1996
Last Successful Update:Fri Jun 06 1997
Number of topics:1327
Total number of notes:28298

1030.0. "Steve Mallett" by SUPER::REGNELL (Smile!--Payback is a MOTHER!) Thu Jun 28 1990 00:38

         The Passing of Friends

         ---

         You know, I have a favorite poem. It's by Robert
         Frost...

         	Two roads diverged in a yellow wood
         	and sorry I could not travel both
         	and be one traveler
         	long I stood and looked down one
         	as far as I could to where it bent
         	in the undergrowth,
         	then took the other as just as fair
         	though having perhaps the better claim
         	for it was grassy and wanted wear...

         Well, I won't bore you with the whole thing, but I was
         thinking of it today because I was thinking about what
         life would be like without Steve Mallett to call up on
         the DTN when I needed a smile, or a verbal kick in the
         ass, or silence on the other end.

         Yes, yes, I know I have his home phone number. And I
         know that I will see him as much [probably more,
         actually] then I saw him when he worked here. I know all
         that.

         But my heart aches none-the-less for knowing it. And I
         will miss you 'Spider' on the net and on my answer phone
         and from my messages from the secretary to call Steve
         'Mallard'...[some battles are not worth fighting...]

         I will miss your candor and humor, your pain, your
         insights...even your pithy rejoinders...[well, maybe not
         so much those....{grin}], and I will miss my best friend
         who had the balls to tell me when he thought I was being
         an ass. There is nothing so precious as a friend who
         loves you too much to lie.

         So, anyway...I was feeling sorry for myself today, because I
         was going to miss you. And then I remembered my favorite
         poem...it ends:

         	Oh, I saved the the other for another day,
         	yet knowing how way leads on to way
         	I doubted that I should ever come back.

         	I shall be telling this somewhere 
         	ages and ages hence.
         	Two roads diverged in a wood and I,
         	I took the one less traveled by
         	and that has made all the difference.

         And, I realized that I could not wish you anything but
         luck and love and the courage to walk your own 'less
         traveled' ways.

         Peace, my friend.

         Melinda
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1030.1Please enter the restHYEND::SVAILLANTThu Jun 28 1990 15:194
    I would love to read the rest of the poem.  I loved what I read.
    
    
    S
1030.2Me Too.GRANPA::TTAYLORDon't dream it's overThu Jun 28 1990 15:224
    Me too.  It brought tears to my eyes 'cause I'm going through something
    similiar ... losing my best friend.
    
    Tammi
1030.3From Memory...SUPER::REGNELLSmile!--Payback is a MOTHER!Thu Jun 28 1990 17:4428
Best as I can remember....I will look for
a book of poetry and check the verse...

apologies to Frost

---

Two roads diverged in a yellow wood,
and sorry I could not be one traveler and travel both, 
long I stood and looked down one as far as I could 
to where it bent in the undergrowth.

Then took the other as just as fair,
though having perhaps the better claim
for it was grassy and wanted wear,
Though as for that the passing there had worn them really about the same.

And both that morning equally lay
in steps no leaves had trodden black.
Oh, I saved the first for another day
yet, knowing how way leads on to way, I doubted that I should ever come back.

I shall be telling this with a sigh
somewhere ages and ages hense.
Two roads diverged in a wood, and I,
I took the one less traveled by.

And that has made all the difference.
1030.4HPSTEK::XIAIn my beginning is my end.Thu Jun 28 1990 17:5631
Well, to be exact...
    
    -------------------------------------------------------------------------
    
	The Road Not Taken

	Two roads diverged in a yellow wood,
	And sorry I could not travel both
	And be one traveller, long I stood
	And looked down one as far as I could
	To where it bent in the undergrowth;

	Then took the other, as just as fair,
	And having perhaps the better claim,
	Because it was grassy and wanted wear;
	Though as for that the passing there
	Had worn them really about the same,

	And both that morning equally lay
	In leaves no step had trodden black.
	Oh, I kept the first for another day!
	Yet knowing how way leads on to way,
	I doubted if I should ever come back.

	I shall be telling this with a sigh
	some where ages and ages hence:
	Two roads diverged in a wood, and I--
	I took the one less travelled by,
	And that has made all the difference.

					Robert Frost
1030.5ThanksHARDY::REGNELLSmile!--Payback is a MOTHER!Thu Jun 28 1990 19:067
    
    Thanks...now I don't have to go look it up tonight.
    
    My memory of 20 some years wasn't all that bad [grin]
    
    M-
1030.6LUNER::MALLETTBarking Spider IndustriesThu Jun 28 1990 20:4411
    Thank you so, my good and dear friend, Melinda; I am so very
    honored.  And I cannot conceive of a greater, more cherished
    gift than the loving care of such a friend whom I so greatly
    admire.  I will truly miss the fellowship and community of 
    NOTES precisely because of people like you.
                    
    Thank you and may the god of your understanding bless you with
    serenity, courage, wisdom, and joy.
    
    Steve
1030.7To be contd..BTOVT::BOATENG_KAhem!Gabh mo Leithsceal,Muinteoir!Fri Jun 29 1990 03:172
    
     Speechless --
1030.8PSYLO::JOHNSONFri Jun 29 1990 16:087
    
    Steve,
    
    I wish you well.
    
    bj