<html><head><meta http-equiv="content-type" content="text/html; charset=utf-8"></head><body dir="auto">My oh my, the wonder of it all!<div>💕 Ellen Howie<br><br><div dir="ltr">Sent from my iPad</div><div dir="ltr"><br><blockquote type="cite">On Jun 11, 2020, at 4:48 PM, Margaret Helen Aiseayew via OE <oe@lists.wedgeblade.net> wrote:<br><br></blockquote></div><blockquote type="cite"><div dir="ltr"><meta http-equiv="Content-Type" content="text/html; charset=UTF-8">
<p>Marilyn, the only 'correction' I would offer to your story is that we did not wait until all the guardians were gone to put the signs in the elevators. </p>
<p>I was assigned to the kitchen at that time and many of the guardians, seeing the signs up on their way out simply turned around and went back to their rooms (kitchen and housing were connected at that time) and came down to ask what they could do. We set up a special "in-kind" team that went to work on Monday morning. We had about 300 in the building at that time. We added 50-60 for Sunday evening dinner and grew to 1000 by the time of the funeral. I count it one of my greater life accomplishments that within 15 minutes of the end of the service, we served 1000 people in 20 identical food lines in what was then the guild hall on the first floor and not one person had missed the service to be in the kitchen. I believe it was Thursday or Friday of that same week. The family had been served all its meals from the kitchen on the sixth floor (thank to Pat Tuecke) and because we had people arriving continuously from everywhere, we kept an open buffet going in the first floor kitchen until the morning of the funeral. As I recall, it was Jim Bell who took over the buffet (and the kitchen cleaning assignments) and kept it going 24/7. We were over our 90 day payment limits with all of our suppliers from some poor planning over that summer and yet their sales people all show up with their trunks full of food on Monday morning.</p>
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<p id="reply-intro">On 2020-06-10 18:25, jlepps39 via OE wrote:</p>
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<div dir="auto">I remember it well, Marilyn. Thanks for rehearsing the details, some of which I had forgotten. </div>
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<div>From: Mari Crocker <maricrocker@gmail.com></div>
<div>Date: 6/10/20 16:49 (GMT-07:00)</div>
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<div>Subject: Re: [Oe List ...] Thanks for the Memories</div>
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<div>Dear John and our OE colleagues,</div>
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Regarding Karen's last posting.
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<div>Yes, and the more profound courage and power of that address was that John, and others of us serving that year on the Global Panchayat, knew JWM had "returned to his maker at high noon", as Bishop Jim, who was with us at that very moment, pronounced. Knowing Joe was close to his end, we had the traditional OE "Completed Life" posters ready to put at the elevator landings at noon, and then decided to recall them, until after the Guardians meeting. What a burden John, and all who knew JWM had passed, were bearing, but how graciously John prepared Those Who Care for "the life of destiny." Once the Guardians had departed, Joe's body was laid in state on the 4th floor and viewed by our community, and was taken to the crematorium (a trip which I recall John and I were assigned to accompany.) Upon return, the Panchayat began calling Religious Houses across the globe, announcing Joe's death and sharing the plans for the Celebration of Joe's Completed Life, to occur, which it did, about a week later.
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<div>John, do you remember it this way?</div>
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<div>Hugs, my colleague, Marilyn<br>
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<div>On Jun 10, 2020, at 4:14 PM, jlepps39 via OE <<a href="mailto:oe@lists.wedgeblade.net" rel="noreferrer">oe@lists.wedgeblade.net</a>> wrote:</div>
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<div dir="auto">I had forgotten the content of that talk, but remember vividly giving it. If you have it please forward me a copy. I don't have it.</div>
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<div dir="auto">How did your surgery go,? You've been in our thoughts and prayers. </div>
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<div>From: Karen Snyder via OE <<a href="mailto:oe@lists.wedgeblade.net" rel="noreferrer">oe@lists.wedgeblade.net</a>></div>
<div>Date: 6/9/20 16:38 (GMT-07:00)</div>
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<div>Cc: Karen Snyder <<a href="mailto:karen.snyder10@gmail.com" rel="noreferrer">karen.snyder10@gmail.com</a>></div>
<div>Subject: [Oe List ...] Thanks for the Memories</div>
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<div style="margin: 0in 0in 0.0001pt; line-height: normal; font-size: 11pt; font-family: Calibri, sans-serif;">When I read John Epps' remarks titled "Thanks for the Memories," a small echo rang in my head. I recalled he had thanked colleagues before in a talk he gave sometime in the late 1970s. Scouring the archives database, Karen found what I was looking for. </div>
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<div style="margin: 0in 0in 0.0001pt; line-height: normal; font-size: 11pt; font-family: Calibri, sans-serif;">John was assigned to deliver a talk on "The Life of Destiny" at a Guardians meeting. I was present for the talk and in re-reading it now, a couple of things struck me. John, surprise-surprise, had a 4 X 4 outline. He did a marvelous thing with the first three points. Instead of describing his own theological insights (which as we all recall, were numerous if not a little mysterious), he pointed back to the talks and reports given by others up to that point in the weekend meeting. That way, he reinforced and celebrated the contributions of his colleagues. I have often utilized that technique ever since.</div>
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<div style="margin: 0in 0in 0.0001pt 27pt; line-height: normal; font-size: 11pt; font-family: Calibri, sans-serif;"><em>The other thing we need to know and be aware of as we give the gift of destiny to people for the sake of their profound humanness is that it means also giving up your death, in the sense that death is no longer - once one is a person of destiny - it is no longer an option to at least be let alone to die peacefully. Even death becomes a sign. Even that becomes a tool, a vehicle, a device that history uses for the sake of its creative movement. That is what we are doing to folks.</em></div>
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