<html><head><meta http-equiv="content-type" content="text/html; charset=utf-8"></head><body dir="auto">This warms the cockles of my heart🎶🎵🎶💕. Thanks Milan. Love to all, Ellen <br><br><div dir="ltr">Sent from my iPad</div><div dir="ltr"><br><blockquote type="cite">On Nov 9, 2021, at 12:07 PM, Beret Griffith via OE <oe@lists.wedgeblade.net> wrote:<br><br></blockquote></div><blockquote type="cite"><div dir="ltr"><div dir="ltr">Thank you Milan. Poetry: The best possible words in the best possible order - my highschool English teacher. <div><br><div><br></div></div></div><div dir="auto"><div dir="auto"><br></div><div dir="auto"><br></div><div dir="auto"><br></div></div><br><div class="gmail_quote"><div dir="ltr" class="gmail_attr">On Tue, Nov 9, 2021, 9:20 AM ML Jones via OE <<a href="mailto:oe@lists.wedgeblade.net" target="_blank">oe@lists.wedgeblade.net</a>> wrote:<br></div><blockquote class="gmail_quote" style="margin:0px 0px 0px 0.8ex;border-left:1px solid rgb(204,204,204);padding-left:1ex"><div dir="ltr">Thank you deeply, Milan, for this awesome work!<br clear="all"><div><div dir="ltr"><div dir="ltr"><div>Mary Laura Jones</div>
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<div><a href="mailto:mljones2022@gmail.com" rel="noreferrer" target="_blank">mljones2022@gmail.com</a></div></div></div></div><br></div><br><div class="gmail_quote"><div dir="ltr" class="gmail_attr">On Tue, Nov 9, 2021 at 9:07 AM Herman Greene via OE <<a href="mailto:oe@lists.wedgeblade.net" rel="noreferrer" target="_blank">oe@lists.wedgeblade.net</a>> wrote:<br></div><blockquote class="gmail_quote" style="margin:0px 0px 0px 0.8ex;border-left:1px solid rgb(204,204,204);padding-left:1ex"><div dir="auto">Wonderful message Milan</div><br><div class="gmail_quote"><div dir="ltr" class="gmail_attr">On Fri, Sep 17, 2021, 12:45 AM Milan Hamilton via OE <<a href="mailto:oe@lists.wedgeblade.net" rel="noreferrer" target="_blank">oe@lists.wedgeblade.net</a>> wrote:<br></div><blockquote class="gmail_quote" style="margin:0px 0px 0px 0.8ex;border-left:1px solid rgb(204,204,204);padding-left:1ex"><div dir="auto">Thanks. Love you Nancy❤️🤠<br><br><div dir="ltr">Sent from my iPhone</div><div dir="ltr"><br><blockquote type="cite">On Sep 16, 2021, at 3:45 PM, Nancy Trask via OE <<a href="mailto:oe@lists.wedgeblade.net" rel="noreferrer noreferrer" target="_blank">oe@lists.wedgeblade.net</a>> wrote:<br><br></blockquote></div><blockquote type="cite"><div dir="ltr"><div dir="ltr">Dear Milan, <div>You have completely hit it out of the ballpark and over the parking lot. The original Shakespeare is enough to give me goosebumps, but your "addendum" is goosebumps and tears and amazement, the whole emotional response. It is a treasure for us all. Thank you & thank you & thank you again.<div>Grace & peace,</div><div>Nancy<br><div><br clear="all"><div><div dir="ltr"><div dir="ltr">Nancy Trask<div>(515) 505-0456</div><div><a href="mailto:NLT462@gmail.com" rel="noreferrer noreferrer" target="_blank">NLT462@gmail.com</a></div></div></div></div><br></div></div></div></div><br><div class="gmail_quote"><div dir="ltr" class="gmail_attr">On Thu, Sep 16, 2021 at 12:24 PM Milan Hamilton via OE <<a href="mailto:oe@lists.wedgeblade.net" rel="noreferrer noreferrer" target="_blank">oe@lists.wedgeblade.net</a>> wrote:<br></div><blockquote class="gmail_quote" style="margin:0px 0px 0px 0.8ex;border-left:1px solid rgb(204,204,204);padding-left:1ex"><div dir="auto"><div dir="ltr"><div dir="ltr"><div dir="ltr"><div dir="ltr">I believe it was Ken (Fisher?) who coined this greeting in response to Joe Ayers completion: “our ever-dwindling Listserve.” This was one of those “intrusions”into my psyche that resulted in the following poem and Googling the Henry V speech. It made me reflect on the stages of grief and where am I. Not only are we dwindling in numbers but the species of our beloved home are dwindling even faster. I get up every morning and dutifully tick off another of the days of this decade remaining (3,395 today) to have to reduce our carbon emission by the proverbial 45-50% in order to have a livable earth. And get just a little more angry/sad/resigned/accepting. I think I am cycling between resignation and acceptance currently. The response this particular notice and comment from Ken generated in me led to the following. I share it for the edification of the remnant. Milan H.</div><div dir="ltr"><br></div><div dir="ltr"><p class="MsoNormal" style="margin:0in 0in 8pt;line-height:15.6933px;font-size:11pt;font-family:"Times New Roman",serif"><b><span style="font-size:14pt;line-height:19.9733px">A Chair at the Table<u></u><u></u></span></b></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="margin:0in 0in 8pt;line-height:15.6933px;font-size:11pt;font-family:"Times New Roman",serif">St Crispin's Day Speech<u></u><u></u></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="margin:0in 0in 8pt;line-height:15.6933px;font-size:11pt;font-family:"Times New Roman",serif">The <b>St Crispin's Day speech</b> is a part of <a href="https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/William_Shakespeare" title="William Shakespeare" style="color:rgb(149,79,114)" rel="noreferrer noreferrer" target="_blank">William Shakespeare</a>'s history play <a href="https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Henry_V_(play)" title="Henry V (play)" style="color:rgb(149,79,114)" rel="noreferrer noreferrer" target="_blank"><i>Henry V</i></a>, <a href="https://en.wikisource.org/wiki/The_Life_of_Henry_the_Fifth#ACT_FOURTH." title="s:The Life of Henry the Fifth" style="color:rgb(149,79,114)" rel="noreferrer noreferrer" target="_blank">Act IV</a> Scene iii(3) 18–67. On the eve of the <a href="https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Battle_of_Agincourt" title="Battle of Agincourt" style="color:rgb(149,79,114)" rel="noreferrer noreferrer" target="_blank">Battle of Agincourt</a>, which fell on <a href="https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Saint_Crispin%27s_Day" style="color:rgb(149,79,114)" rel="noreferrer noreferrer" target="_blank">Saint Crispin's Day</a>, Henry V urges his men, who were vastly outnumbered by the French, to recall how the English had previously inflicted great defeats upon the French. The speech has been famously portrayed by <a href="https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Laurence_Olivier" title="Laurence Olivier" style="color:rgb(149,79,114)" rel="noreferrer noreferrer" target="_blank">Laurence Olivier</a> to raise British spirits during the <a href="https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Second_World_War" title="Second World War" style="color:rgb(149,79,114)" rel="noreferrer noreferrer" target="_blank">Second World War</a>, and by <a href="https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Kenneth_Branagh" title="Kenneth Branagh" style="color:rgb(149,79,114)" rel="noreferrer noreferrer" target="_blank">Kenneth Branagh</a> in the 1989 film <a href="https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Henry_V_(1989_film)" title="Henry V (1989 film)" style="color:rgb(149,79,114)" rel="noreferrer noreferrer" target="_blank"><i>Henry V</i></a>; it made famous the phrase "band of brothers".<a href="https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/St_Crispin%27s_Day_Speech#cite_note-telegraph-1" style="color:rgb(149,79,114)" rel="noreferrer noreferrer" target="_blank"><sup>[1]</sup></a> The play was written around 1600, and several later writers have used parts of it in their own texts.<u></u><u></u></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="margin:0in 0in 8pt;line-height:15.6933px;font-size:11pt;font-family:"Times New Roman",serif"><a href="https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Ralph_Neville,_1st_Earl_of_Westmorland" title="Ralph Neville, 1st Earl of Westmorland" style="color:rgb(149,79,114)" rel="noreferrer noreferrer" target="_blank">WESTMORLAND</a>. O that we now had here<br>But one ten thousand of those men in England<br>That do no work to-day!<br><br><a href="https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Henry_V_of_England" title="Henry V of England" style="color:rgb(149,79,114)" rel="noreferrer noreferrer" target="_blank">KING</a>. What's he that wishes so?<br>My cousin, Westmorland? No, my fair cousin;<br>If we are mark'd to die, we are enough<br>To do our country loss; and if to live,<br>The fewer men, the greater share of honour.<br>God's will! I pray thee, wish not one man more.<br>By <a href="https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Jupiter_(mythology)" title="Jupiter (mythology)" style="color:rgb(149,79,114)" rel="noreferrer noreferrer" target="_blank">Jove</a>, I am not covetous for gold,<br>Nor care I who doth feed upon my cost;<br>It yearns me not if men my garments wear;<br>Such outward things dwell not in my desires.<br>But if it be a sin to covet honour,<br>I am the most offending soul alive.<br>No, faith, my <a href="https://en.wiktionary.org/wiki/coz#Noun" title="wikt:coz" style="color:rgb(149,79,114)" rel="noreferrer noreferrer" target="_blank">coz</a>, wish not a man from England.<br>God's peace! I would not lose so great an honour<br>As one man more methinks would share from me<br>For the best hope I have. O, do not wish one more!<br>Rather proclaim it, Westmorland, through my host,<br>That he which hath no stomach to this fight,<br>Let him depart; his passport shall be made,<br>And crowns for convoy put into his purse;<br>We would not die in that man's company<br>That fears his fellowship to die with us.<br>This day is call'd the feast of <a href="https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Crispin_and_Crispinian" title="Crispin and Crispinian" style="color:rgb(149,79,114)" rel="noreferrer noreferrer" target="_blank">Crispian</a>.<br>He that outlives this day, and comes safe home,<br>Will stand a tip-toe when this day is nam'd,<br>And rouse him at the name of Crispian.<br>He that shall live this day, and see old age,<br>Will yearly on the vigil feast his neighbours,<br>And say "To-morrow is Saint Crispian."<br>Then will he strip his sleeve and show his scars,<br>And say "These wounds I had on Crispin's day."<br>Old men forget; yet all shall be forgot,<br>But he'll remember, with advantages,<br>What feats he did that day. Then shall our names,<br>Familiar in his mouth as household words—<br>Harry the King, <a href="https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/John,_Duke_of_Bedford" title="John, Duke of Bedford" style="color:rgb(149,79,114)" rel="noreferrer noreferrer" target="_blank">Bedford</a> and <a href="https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Thomas_Beaufort,_Duke_of_Exeter" title="Thomas Beaufort, Duke of Exeter" style="color:rgb(149,79,114)" rel="noreferrer noreferrer" target="_blank">Exeter</a>,<br><a href="https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Richard_Beauchamp,_13th_Earl_of_Warwick" title="Richard Beauchamp, 13th Earl of Warwick" style="color:rgb(149,79,114)" rel="noreferrer noreferrer" target="_blank">Warwick</a> and <a href="https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/John_Talbot,_1st_Earl_of_Shrewsbury" title="John Talbot, 1st Earl of Shrewsbury" style="color:rgb(149,79,114)" rel="noreferrer noreferrer" target="_blank">Talbot</a>, <a href="https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Thomas_Montagu,_4th_Earl_of_Salisbury" title="Thomas Montagu, 4th Earl of Salisbury" style="color:rgb(149,79,114)" rel="noreferrer noreferrer" target="_blank">Salisbury</a> and <a href="https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Humphrey,_Duke_of_Gloucester" title="Humphrey, Duke of Gloucester" style="color:rgb(149,79,114)" rel="noreferrer noreferrer" target="_blank">Gloucester</a>—<br>Be in their flowing cups freshly rememb'red.<br>This story shall the good man teach his son;<br>And Crispin Crispian shall ne'er go by,<br>From this day to the ending of the world,<br>But we in it shall be rememberèd—<br>We few, we happy few, we band of brothers;<br>For he to-day that sheds his blood with me<br>Shall be my brother; be he ne'er so vile,<br>This day shall gentle his condition;<br>And gentlemen in England now a-bed<br>Shall think themselves accurs'd they were not here,<br>And hold their manhoods cheap whiles any speaks<br>That fought with us upon Saint Crispin's day.<u></u><u></u></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="margin:0in;line-height:normal;font-size:11pt;font-family:"Times New Roman",serif"><b><span style="font-size:14pt">Addendum<u></u><u></u></span></b></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="margin:0in;line-height:normal;font-size:11pt;font-family:"Times New Roman",serif">Ah we privileged few that in a land of myst’ry<u></u><u></u></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="margin:0in;line-height:normal;font-size:11pt;font-family:"Times New Roman",serif">Sat at table, men and women, facing one another<u></u><u></u></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="margin:0in;line-height:normal;font-size:11pt;font-family:"Times New Roman",serif">While girding ourselves for battles of the spirit<u></u><u></u></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="margin:0in;line-height:normal;font-size:11pt;font-family:"Times New Roman",serif">More fierce than those we’d face outside<u></u><u></u></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="margin:0in;line-height:normal;font-size:11pt;font-family:"Times New Roman",serif">Our hallowed halls where, singing songs familiar<u></u><u></u></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="margin:0in;line-height:normal;font-size:11pt;font-family:"Times New Roman",serif">And others learned from theologians’ words<u></u><u></u></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="margin:0in;line-height:normal;font-size:11pt;font-family:"Times New Roman",serif">Would stir our hearts and lead us into places<u></u><u></u></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="margin:0in;line-height:normal;font-size:11pt;font-family:"Times New Roman",serif">None believed we’d ever tread.<u></u><u></u></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="margin:0in;line-height:normal;font-size:11pt;font-family:"Times New Roman",serif">We century twenty band of timid souls<u></u><u></u></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="margin:0in;line-height:normal;font-size:11pt;font-family:"Times New Roman",serif">Inspired first to save the Church by teaching<u></u><u></u></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="margin:0in;line-height:normal;font-size:11pt;font-family:"Times New Roman",serif">Her to love the World a parish at a time;<u></u><u></u></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="margin:0in;line-height:normal;font-size:11pt;font-family:"Times New Roman",serif">Then audacious though it seemed to all but we<u></u><u></u></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="margin:0in;line-height:normal;font-size:11pt;font-family:"Times New Roman",serif">On fire with Consciousness flowing like a river<u></u><u></u></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="margin:0in;line-height:normal;font-size:11pt;font-family:"Times New Roman",serif">Turned our gaze upon a suffering world four billion then,<u></u><u></u></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="margin:0in;line-height:normal;font-size:11pt;font-family:"Times New Roman",serif">Now nearly eight before we blinked an eye, ours not G-O-D’s.<u></u><u></u></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="margin:0in;line-height:normal;font-size:11pt;font-family:"Times New Roman",serif">Climbing the Mountain of Care, we thought could demonstrate<u></u><u></u></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="margin:0in;line-height:normal;font-size:11pt;font-family:"Times New Roman",serif">Anew a balanced triangle, a band of twenty-four, a humanizing thread<u></u><u></u></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="margin:0in;line-height:normal;font-size:11pt;font-family:"Times New Roman",serif">Of hope beyond hope to the poorest of the poor,<u></u><u></u></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="margin:0in;line-height:normal;font-size:11pt;font-family:"Times New Roman",serif">Not realizing yet that they were Us, the ones in need.<u></u><u></u></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="margin:0in;line-height:normal;font-size:11pt;font-family:"Times New Roman",serif">But wait, opportunity knocks, maybe only this once in a lifetime chance:<u></u><u></u></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="margin:0in;line-height:normal;font-size:11pt;font-family:"Times New Roman",serif">The bicentennial of the good old USA! Are you ready for this?<u></u><u></u></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="margin:0in;line-height:normal;font-size:11pt;font-family:"Times New Roman",serif">Yes! Said We, let us conduct five thousand Town Meetings<u></u><u></u></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="margin:0in;line-height:normal;font-size:11pt;font-family:"Times New Roman",serif">And by the way, let’s make it several thousand more around the world.<u></u><u></u></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="margin:0in;line-height:normal;font-size:11pt;font-family:"Times New Roman",serif">Town Meeting ’76! Was off and running. Of course, we did it,<u></u><u></u></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="margin:0in;line-height:normal;font-size:11pt;font-family:"Times New Roman",serif">One in every county of the land belov-ed. Ours not G-O-D’s.<u></u><u></u></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="margin:0in;line-height:normal;font-size:11pt;font-family:"Times New Roman",serif">And who knows how many in the world belov-ed, G-O-D’s for sure.<u></u><u></u></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="margin:0in;line-height:normal;font-size:11pt;font-family:"Times New Roman",serif">What a historical ride on which we privileged few were taken:<u></u><u></u></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="margin:0in;line-height:normal;font-size:11pt;font-family:"Times New Roman",serif">Painful years ahead, decisions, decisions, decisions.<u></u><u></u></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="margin:0in;line-height:normal;font-size:11pt;font-family:"Times New Roman",serif">Sendouts galore! Broken chains of Care! Did I sign up for this?<u></u><u></u></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="margin:0in;line-height:normal;font-size:11pt;font-family:"Times New Roman",serif">Oh Yeah! You did! And now you get to reap the fruits of your labor.<u></u><u></u></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="margin:0in;line-height:normal;font-size:11pt;font-family:"Times New Roman",serif">Now the Sea of Tranquility’s becoming clear.<u></u><u></u></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="margin:0in;line-height:normal;font-size:11pt;font-family:"Times New Roman",serif">Just got an E-mail about Audrey’s Joe, not the first of us to go to the Mystery’s embrace<u></u><u></u></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="margin:0in;line-height:normal;font-size:11pt;font-family:"Times New Roman",serif">But there’s always one that wakes you up, not so?<u></u><u></u></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="margin:0in;line-height:normal;font-size:11pt;font-family:"Times New Roman",serif">I knew Audrey! No, I don’t mean I knew Audrey, exactly. But I knew Audrey<u></u><u></u></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="margin:0in;line-height:normal;font-size:11pt;font-family:"Times New Roman",serif">Back in nineteen-sixty-nine, Academy, and Summer 70.<u></u><u></u></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="margin:0in;line-height:normal;font-size:11pt;font-family:"Times New Roman",serif">This feeling washed over me, of being one of the privileged ones<u></u><u></u></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="margin:0in;line-height:normal;font-size:11pt;font-family:"Times New Roman",serif">Who knew Audrey and Joe, and the others of us who’ve gone to the Mystery’s care:<u></u><u></u></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="margin:0in;line-height:normal;font-size:11pt;font-family:"Times New Roman",serif">My friend Terry, who “recruited” me, George and David, who taught me,<u></u><u></u></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="margin:0in;line-height:normal;font-size:11pt;font-family:"Times New Roman",serif">And Bob, who mentored me and was my friend, and Audrey, who I knew in ’69.<u></u><u></u></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="margin:0in;line-height:normal;font-size:11pt;font-family:"Times New Roman",serif">Chairs are missing at the table; we are dwindling one by one;<u></u><u></u></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="margin:0in;line-height:normal;font-size:11pt;font-family:"Times New Roman",serif">Yet the stories as they leave us, telling us their work is done,<u></u><u></u></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="margin:0in;line-height:normal;font-size:11pt;font-family:"Times New Roman",serif">Join with saints of all the ages, beckoning, beckoning, to leave out not a single one.<u></u><u></u></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="margin:0in;line-height:normal;font-size:11pt;font-family:"Times New Roman",serif">I’m not naming any more of us, you know who you are. <u></u><u></u></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="margin:0in;line-height:normal;font-size:11pt;font-family:"Times New Roman",serif">Except for that other Joe, who more importantly, knew me. Remember Joe?<u></u><u></u></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="margin:0in;line-height:normal;font-size:11pt;font-family:"Times New Roman",serif">Joe used to say that when he went, all of us who went on ahead would wait hey--<u></u><u></u></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="margin:0in;line-height:normal;font-size:11pt;font-family:"Times New Roman",serif">At the Pearly Gate hey.<u></u><u></u></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="margin:0in;line-height:normal;font-size:11pt;font-family:"Times New Roman",serif">So, we could all march in together hey.<u></u><u></u></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="margin:0in;line-height:normal;font-size:11pt;font-family:"Times New Roman",serif">Ah, we privileged few who were there on Crispin’s Day<u></u><u></u></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="margin:0in;line-height:normal;font-size:11pt;font-family:"Times New Roman",serif"><u></u> <u></u></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="margin:0in;line-height:normal;font-size:11pt;font-family:"Times New Roman",serif">Milan Hamilton<u></u><u></u></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="margin:0in;line-height:normal;font-size:11pt;font-family:"Times New Roman",serif">September 15, 2021<u></u><u></u></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="margin:0in;line-height:normal;font-size:11pt;font-family:"Times New Roman",serif"><u></u> <u></u></p><br><div dir="ltr">Sent from my iPad</div></div></div></div></div></div>_______________________________________________<br>
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