And another regrettable thing about death
is the ceasing of your own brand of magic,
which took a whole life to develop and market --
the quips, the witticisms, the slant
adjusted to a few, those loved ones nearest
the lip of the stage, their soft faces blanched
in the footlight glow, their laughter close to tears,
their tears confused with their diamond earrings,
their warm pooled breath in and out with your heartbeat,
their response and your performance twinned.
The jokes over the phone. The memories
packed in the rapid-access file. The whole act.
Who will do it again? That's it: no one;
imitators and descendants aren't the same.
John Updike
The unknown is what is. And to be frightened of it is what sends everybody scurrying around chasing dreams, illusions, wars, peace, love, hate, all that. Unknown is what is. Accept that it's unknown, and it's plain sailing. John Lennon
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David was part of the Springboard gathering at Lake Junaluska, NC, attending from their home in CA, I recall.
Later, David and Ellen spent a year or more in Greensboro, when John and I were still living there. We enjoyed time together with them as they settled in. Ever the teachers, they became affiliated with one of the Presbyterian churches there in the university area and helped orchestrate several programs with global contexts as well as a movie night.
In more recent years when we both resettled near our children, David was most helpful in helping some of us get acquainted with zoom technologies.
We celebrate this man of many talents and his expenditure in projects around the globe. We send our care to the Rebstock family in this time of transition.
Grace and peace, Lynda and John Cock, Davidson, NC