<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1448949410687990108</id><updated>2011-11-27T16:30:26.310-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Dave's Train Of Life</title><subtitle type='html'>A family tribute to the loss of our Husband, Dad, Grandad and Great-Grandad and a way to cope with that loss and others that have gone before him or after.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://davestrain.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1448949410687990108/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://davestrain.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Dave's Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08649871416436023002</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>1</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1448949410687990108.post-5536640514351234867</id><published>2008-01-05T13:07:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-05T13:37:43.120-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Dad's Words</title><content type='html'>I'm hoping this blog will be a way for our family to cope with the the passing of our very much loved family patriarch...Dad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dad passed away on September 15, 2007 after a very courageous battle with pancreatic cancer.  With  Mom's loving care, he was able to remain at home up until the last 10 days and we were all there when he left us to carry on his journey aboard another train.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He worked for the railway most of his business life (as did his father) and thus all the references to trains.  (His great-grandson is carrying on the tradition with his love of all things "train".)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before he passed away, he was most fortunate to have the opportunity to record some of his thoughts and reflections about his life on a video that we could all share.  It can be both emotional and comforting to see and hear him speak about his life and we are all very lucky to have this memorial.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He provides us with some tidbits of wisdom during the course of this video but none can be greater than the recital of a poem he came across years ago and he tried his best to live by, especially in his last few months of life "on this planet earth".  It goes like this:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The Train of Life&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Some folks ride the train of life&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Looking out the rear&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Watching miles of life go rolling by&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;And marking every year&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;They sit in sad remembrance&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Of wasted days gone by&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;And curse their life for what it was&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;And hang their heads and cry&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Let's not concern ourselves with that&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;But take a different vent&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Look forward to what life may hold&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;And not what has been spent&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;So strap me to the engine&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;As securely as can be&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I want to be out front&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;And see what I can see&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I want to feel the winds of change&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Blowing in my face&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I want to see what life unfolds&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;As I move from place to place&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I want to see what's coming up&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Not looking at the past&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Life's too darn short for yesterdays&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;It moves along too fast&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;So if the ride gets bumpy&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;While you were looking back&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Go way up front and you may find&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Life has jumped the track&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;It's alright to remember&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;It's all a part of history&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;But up front is where it's happening&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;There is just so much mystery&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;The great enjoyment of living&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Is not dwelling on what we've been&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;It's always looking forward&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;And forever being keen&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;It's searching all the byways&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Never should we refrain&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;For if we want to live a life&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;We've got to drive the train&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;There may be times when this advise will be hard to follow but, hopefully, we can all use it at times.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;We miss you, Dad&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1448949410687990108-5536640514351234867?l=davestrain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://davestrain.blogspot.com/feeds/5536640514351234867/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1448949410687990108&amp;postID=5536640514351234867' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1448949410687990108/posts/default/5536640514351234867'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1448949410687990108/posts/default/5536640514351234867'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://davestrain.blogspot.com/2008/01/dads-words.html' title='Dad&apos;s Words'/><author><name>Dave's Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08649871416436023002</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
