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Eulogy by Tina Hutchence
On November 28, 1996, my brother was in Los Angeles and he spent
Thanksgiving with us and it was a wonderful Thanksgiving. We
held hands around the table and we gave thanks for all our blessings.
Today, November 27, 1997, is also Thanksgiving Day. I give thanks
for being blessed to have my brother. The kindest most deeply
sensitive, loving man.
I received a fax today from Gibson Kemp and I think the band
would certainly like to hear this.
Do not stand at my band and weep, I am not there, I do not sleep, I am a thousand
winds that blow, I am the diamond glints on snow, I am the sunlight
on rice and grain, I am the gentle autumn's rain, when you awaken
in the morning hush, I am the swift uplifting rush, a quiet bird's
encircled flight, I am the soft stars that shine at night, do
not stand at my grave and cry, I am not there and did not die.
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