Hi All!
Our Van Driver is out getting the champagne for our combined Birthday/New Years Eve Party ! Hurray!
Later this week we have our Holiday party with hordevours, Surf and Turf <Ed comes in- helping us get our parking lot clean of snow> and the former lead singer of The Platters will entertain.
We are looking forward to A Happy and Healthy New Year! We wish you the same!
Emily
Hi, my name is Emily and im here to blog the happenings of the friendliest retirement community in West Hartford, Connecticut. I will share daily happenings and happy events!
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Monday, December 31, 2012
Monday, December 17, 2012
shootings
After all is said and done and the conversations of helping our fellow humans and gun control begin, and 28, yes 28 candles are lit, this poem says it best for me:
So it is, and so it will be, for so it has been, time out of mind:
Into the darkness they go, the wise and the lovely. Crowned
With lilies and with laurel they go; but I am not resigned.
Lovers and thinkers, into the earth with you.
Be one with the dull, the indiscriminate dust.
A fragment of what you felt, of what you knew,
A formula, a phrase remains, --- but the best is lost. The answers quick & keen, the honest look, the laughter, the love,
They are gone. They have gone to feed the roses. Elegant and curled
Is the blossom. Fragrant is the blossom. I know. But I do not approve.
More precious was the light in your eyes than all the roses in the world. Down, down, down into the darkness of the grave
Gently they go, the beautiful, the tender, the kind;
Quietly they go, the intelligent, the witty, the brave.
I know. But I do not approve. And I am not resigned.
Edna St. Vincent Millay
I am not resigned to the shutting away of loving hearts in the hard ground.So it is, and so it will be, for so it has been, time out of mind:
Into the darkness they go, the wise and the lovely. Crowned
With lilies and with laurel they go; but I am not resigned.
Lovers and thinkers, into the earth with you.
Be one with the dull, the indiscriminate dust.
A fragment of what you felt, of what you knew,
A formula, a phrase remains, --- but the best is lost. The answers quick & keen, the honest look, the laughter, the love,
They are gone. They have gone to feed the roses. Elegant and curled
Is the blossom. Fragrant is the blossom. I know. But I do not approve.
More precious was the light in your eyes than all the roses in the world. Down, down, down into the darkness of the grave
Gently they go, the beautiful, the tender, the kind;
Quietly they go, the intelligent, the witty, the brave.
I know. But I do not approve. And I am not resigned.
Tuesday, December 11, 2012
Greetings!
happy Hanukkah to those who celebrate! We are having a nightly service in the foyer and a Latke party Thursday.
Today's dilemma was red or off-white ribbon on the tree.
The residents left the Atheneum inspired.
Pictures to follow.
Good to be here,
Emily
Today's dilemma was red or off-white ribbon on the tree.
The residents left the Atheneum inspired.
Pictures to follow.
Good to be here,
Emily
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