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I am sorry to say that John passed away in his sleep last Thursday
morning. The Kat and the Feegle were at his bedside.
He will be missed by those who knew him.
He asked me to thank everyone who sent their best wishes.
So raise a glass or two in his memory.
Slàinte mhath Dr John
--
Regards
Stephen
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On Mon, 28 Nov 2016 16:08:45 +0000, Stephen wrote:
> I am sorry to say that John passed away in his sleep last Thursday
> morning. The Kat and the Feegle were at his bedside.
>
> He will be missed by those who knew him.
>
> He asked me to thank everyone who sent their best wishes.
>
> So raise a glass or two in his memory.
>
> Slàinte mhath Dr John
:(
<raises glass>
--
"I learned long ago, never to wrestle with a pig. You get dirty, and
besides, the pig likes it." - George Bernard Shaw
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I'm sorry to hear it.
That's a sad thing to find out, indeed.
You have my condolences for losing a friend.
To Dr. John. <raises glass>
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Stephen <mca### [at] aol com> wrote:
> So raise a glass or two in his memory.
cheers
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On 11/28/2016 11:08 AM, Stephen wrote:
> So raise a glass or two in his memory.
damn ... i'd say at the very least three
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Cheers John, and one for the road. Sad to have you gone.
--
Thomas
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On 11/28/2016 7:33 PM, Jim Holsenback wrote:
> On 11/28/2016 11:08 AM, Stephen wrote:
>> So raise a glass or two in his memory.
>
> damn ... i'd say at the very least three
>
A heeltap! a heeltap! I never could bear it!
So fill me a bumper, a bumper of claret!
Let the bottle pass freely, don't shirk it nor spare it,
For a heeltap! a heeltap! I never could bear it!
No skylight! no twilight! while Bacchus rules o'er us:
No thinking! no shrinking! all drinking in chorus:
Let us moisten our clay, since 'tis thirsty and porous:
No thinking! no shrinking! all drinking in chorus!
--
Regards
Stephen
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On 11/28/2016 5:59 PM, Bald Eagle wrote:
> I'm sorry to hear it.
> That's a sad thing to find out, indeed.
>
Yes but it was not unexpected this last month.
> You have my condolences for losing a friend.
>
A kind thought. Thank you.
> To Dr. John. <raises glass>
>
:)
--
Regards
Stephen
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Am 29.11.2016 um 17:27 schrieb Stephen:
> On 11/28/2016 7:33 PM, Jim Holsenback wrote:
>> On 11/28/2016 11:08 AM, Stephen wrote:
>>> So raise a glass or two in his memory.
>>
>> damn ... i'd say at the very least three
>>
>
> A heeltap! a heeltap! I never could bear it!
> So fill me a bumper, a bumper of claret!
> Let the bottle pass freely, don't shirk it nor spare it,
> For a heeltap! a heeltap! I never could bear it!
>
> No skylight! no twilight! while Bacchus rules o'er us:
> No thinking! no shrinking! all drinking in chorus:
> Let us moisten our clay, since 'tis thirsty and porous:
> No thinking! no shrinking! all drinking in chorus!
Aye!
And may The Doc render in peace.
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On 11/29/2016 4:49 PM, clipka wrote:
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> Aye!
> And may The Doc render in peace.
>
Aye and lang may we a', when the time comes.
But not today. ;)
--
Regards
Stephen
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