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James Andrew Dickenson 'The Jadster' 3rd Jan 1982 - 9th Sept 2006 |
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| Home Remembrances: Leave your thoughts, memories or tributes Audiovisual tribute by Andy O'Brien Heroes (and villains!) The Dickenson Family |
Afternoon service 3:30pm, Tuesday Sept. 19th, Worle Crematorium, Weston-Super-Mare Conducted by Rev. Chris Horseman Opening music - Fanfare & Main Titles: Star Trek - Insurrection (Jerry Goldsmith) Reading - Beginnings (Hermann Hesse) As every flower fades And as all youth departs, so Life at every stage, so every virtue, So our grasp of truth, Blooms in its day and may not last Forever. Since life may summon us at every age Be read, heart, for parting, new endeavour. Be ready bravely and without remorse To find new light that old ties Cannot give. In all beginnings dwells a magic force For guarding us and helping us to live. So be it, heart: bid farewell Without end. James - memories ('Uncle' Dave Brown) A time of reflection. Music - Somewhere In Time (John Barry/Don Black) The Ten Tenors James - his life. (Chris Horseman) Reading - from Little Gidding (T.S.Eliot) We shall not cease from exploration And the end of all our exploring Will be to arrive where we started And know the place for the first time. Through the unknown, Unremembered gate When the last of earth left to discover Ist that which was the beginning: At the sourceof the longest river the voice of the hidden waterfall And the children in the apple-tree Not known, because not looked for but heard, half-heard, in the stillness Between two waves of the sea. Quick now, here, now, always --- A condition of complete simplicity (Costing no less than everything) And all shall be well and All manner of things shall be well When the tongues of flame are in-folded Into the crowned know of fire And the fire and the rose are one. James - memories ('Uncle' Ricky Crompton-Holgate) Reading - Going to Sleep (Hermann Hesse) Now the day has made me tired I ardently long To welcome the starry night Like a tired child. Leave all your doings, O hands. Forget all your thoughts, O brow, Now all my senses Wish to sink into slumber. And my soul, unwatched, will soar unfettered into the magical realm of night, To live a thousandfold more intensely. Closing music - Unforgettable (Nat King Cole) Farewell (at the graveside) (Chris Horseman) We have committed the body of you, dear James To the keeping of Mother Earth Which bears us all. We rejoice that you lived We are glad that we saw your face. We took delight in your friendship. We treasure that we walked life with you. We treasure the memory of your words, Your achievements, your character and your quality. With love we leave you in peace. With respect we bid you farewell. * * * |
Morning service Services Intro Rev. Chris Horseman 'Rent-a-Rev UK' 01934 834537 |
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