Sunday, March 14, 2010
Ars Norsmead Memorial Service. He was loved by many.
I have just arrived at the memorial service for Ars Norsmead who passed away on March 12. 80 people are already on the Hinterland Orkney sim for the service. The number is growing. We are listening to haunting bagpipes and a rendition of Amazing Grace for Ars.
Our hearts go out to Bock McMillan, Ars other Second Life family members (I do not know them all), and Ars Real Life family, in particular. It is clear that Ars was loves and missed by many of us. I will have more to report about commemoration events for Ars later.
Bacchus Ireto has just read this poem for Ars by Emily Dickenson at the service:
Because I could not stop for Death
He kindly stopped for me;
The carriage held but just ourselves
We slowly drove, he knew no haste,
And I had put away
My labour, and my leisure too,
For his civility.
We passed the school where children played,
Their lessons scarcely done;
We passed the fields of gazing grain,
We passed the setting sun.
We paused before a house that seemed
A swelling of the ground;
The roof was scarcely visible,
The cornice but a mound.
Since then 'tis centuries; but each
Feels shorter than the day
I first surmised the horses' heads
Were toward eternity.
Here is a partial list of people who were at the service today: