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A memorial service for Uncle Serge
It is a chilly, drizzly day in Dumont, NJ. At the intersection of
Washington Avenue and New Milford Avenue stands a church. Heavy traffic flows through the intersection, but one block to the east Park Avenue is quiet. Very little traffic moves here, just a few cars turning in to the parking lot at St Mary's church. Across the street from the church parking lot 4 kitties stand in the rain watching. A plump tortoiseshell girlcat speaks. Amelia: Ok, guys, this is the place. There is Serge's cousin and her husband getting out of there car and going in. Let's head over there, I see that the street is clear now. [The kitties check carefully for traffic, then dash across the street. Amelia leads them along the north wall of the church until she spots a basement window that is marked with paw prints. She paws the window open, then all four cats drop down onto a shelf. At the end of the shelf is a ramp down to the floor. At the base of the ramp is a paw-sized light switch. Amelia turns on the lights and nods in satisfaction.] Amelia: Yes, this *is* the place. This is the kitty chapel. Sammy, please check the GPS coordinates, and if they match what we were given then send an update message to all of the Community's teleporters. We want everykitty who wants to participate to be able to find this place. Ranger, I think the Serge memorabilia should be in that closet over there. Would you go look please? And Harri, let's you and I check that everything is in place for the community. [Harri and Amelia check that there are comfortable cushions all around the room, some sized for one cat, some big enough for several cats to share. Harri checks that there are boxed of tissues placed all around the room. Ranger calls out to them from the front of the room.] Ranger: Amelia, I finded da stuff an putted it on da table at da front of da room. Dere's a bigbig pikchoor of Unka Serge in da center of da table, an a pichoor of Anais, and pikchoors of Cybele an Orianne, an a couple of da Hawaiin shirts dat him made, an a pipe, an a box of ceegars, an a boddle of wine, an menus from some really fancy restaurants. Is dat da way you wanted it? Amelia, softly: Yes, Ranger, that's fine. Harri, did you bring the catellite phone? [Harri paws over the catellite phone, and Amelia adjusts it to broadcast to the whole Community.] Amelia: Meow, everykitty. This is Amelia T Cat. Everykitty is invited to join us fur a memorial service in honor of our Uncle Serge. Your teleporters are loaded with the coordinates if you want to come. |
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A memorial service for Uncle Serge
If you were standing outside the church you would think your eyes swear
playing tricks on you. There are decorative rocks in the flower bed and, if you were paying close attention they seemed to be multiplying. Only the Cats know these many "things" are porters bringing mourners to the service. "Community Cats" wrote in message ... It is a chilly, drizzly day in Dumont, NJ. At the intersection of Washington Avenue and New Milford Avenue stands a church. Heavy traffic flows through the intersection, but one block to the east Park Avenue is quiet. Very little traffic moves here, just a few cars turning in to the parking lot at St Mary's church. Across the street from the church parking lot 4 kitties stand in the rain watching. A plump tortoiseshell girlcat speaks. Amelia: Ok, guys, this is the place. There is Serge's cousin and her husband getting out of there car and going in. Let's head over there, I see that the street is clear now. [The kitties check carefully for traffic, then dash across the street. Amelia leads them along the north wall of the church until she spots a basement window that is marked with paw prints. She paws the window open, then all four cats drop down onto a shelf. At the end of the shelf is a ramp down to the floor. At the base of the ramp is a paw-sized light switch. Amelia turns on the lights and nods in satisfaction.] Amelia: Yes, this *is* the place. This is the kitty chapel. Sammy, please check the GPS coordinates, and if they match what we were given then send an update message to all of the Community's teleporters. We want everykitty who wants to participate to be able to find this place. Ranger, I think the Serge memorabilia should be in that closet over there. Would you go look please? And Harri, let's you and I check that everything is in place for the community. [Harri and Amelia check that there are comfortable cushions all around the room, some sized for one cat, some big enough for several cats to share. Harri checks that there are boxed of tissues placed all around the room. Ranger calls out to them from the front of the room.] Ranger: Amelia, I finded da stuff an putted it on da table at da front of da room. Dere's a bigbig pikchoor of Unka Serge in da center of da table, an a pichoor of Anais, and pikchoors of Cybele an Orianne, an a couple of da Hawaiin shirts dat him made, an a pipe, an a box of ceegars, an a boddle of wine, an menus from some really fancy restaurants. Is dat da way you wanted it? Amelia, softly: Yes, Ranger, that's fine. Harri, did you bring the catellite phone? [Harri paws over the catellite phone, and Amelia adjusts it to broadcast to the whole Community.] Amelia: Meow, everykitty. This is Amelia T Cat. Everykitty is invited to join us fur a memorial service in honor of our Uncle Serge. Your teleporters are loaded with the coordinates if you want to come. |
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A memorial service for Uncle Serge
[Kitties stand around the kitty chapel, some finding comfortable seats,
others talking and remembering. From a side door Anuit, the High Priestess of Bast, enters the room and starts lighting candles and censors on the table on which the Serge memorabilia have been placed. Off to the side of the front of the room the famed musician Hercue Lenoir pulls open a door to an alcove holding an organ keyboard. He presses a big green button on the wall, and the front wall of the chapel slides open to reveal a huge bank of organ pipes. At a nod from Anuit, Hercule plays Chopin's "Trauer Marsch" followed by the Introit from Verdi's "Requiem". As he plays the sound of the organ fills the small room, and outside the building the music reverbrates from walls and cars. Humans in the neighborhood stop and try to identify where the sound is coming from, as none of them know of the massive organ. Anuit then walks slowly to the microphone at the dais. Anuit: My brothers and sister in Felinity, and our honored non-feline guests, welcome. We are gathered here to celebrate the life of a human who greatly live kitties and contributed greatly to the Community, Serge Luciano Dasara. Serge was first introduced to us by the beautiful Mme. Anais, who had the great responsibility of introducing Serge to the world of a cat servant, as he had not previously had that honor. Following Mme. Anais' journey to the Rainbow Bridge, Serge continued fulfilling his obligations to catdom by bringing the Two Sisters, Cybele and Orianne, into his house. During the period of his service to catdom he helped to coordinate many of the Community's adventures, as well as offering support and friendship to many of this Community's human servants. Two weeks ago today Serge made his journey to the Rainbow Bridge, where he reunited with Mme. Anais and was able to catch up with the many member of our family who have crossed the Bridge before us. Serge today joins all of our family members in looking down from the Bridge, keeping an eye on us all. I would now like to invite the members of this community, feline, canine, human, or otherwise, to tell us of the things that Serge meant to you, and of the things that come to mind when you think of him. Who would like to go first? |
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A memorial service for Uncle Serge
My name is soft and this hoomin is furree, we have come to show our great
respect for Serge. He was one of the truest friends we have ever had either or real life. I can say thWe can say this with confidence as he showed us nothing but love and support during our good times and even more during our bad times, His nature was such that when we had a good thing happin he was there to listen, support and cheer us on. During our bad times, he was also there to cheer us on, show support and love and comfort us. When our house burnt he waited a few days then called us, he continued to call every week or so just to check up on us. Most recently when furree had a stroke and then surgery, then another stroke he prayed for us, and showed nothing but loving concern, he celebrated ever small bit of progress and cried at every setback. He showed us all this love and support even when he realised he himself would have to undergo surgery and we were in some small part able to return some support and love, he was so pleased when iwe told him of the prayer lists we had placed him on and he was optomistic even as he entered the hospital. We will always cherish our friendship with such a wonderful man, cat servant and all around good member of society. His Mme. A. was winked to our Tiger who sadly went to the bridge after our house fire, that was another time, there are so many when he truly felt our pain and showed support. One of the joys we were able to share with him was our love of cats, he was so heartbroken when Mme. A. went to the rainbow bridge, but his joy at finding the two sisters was also something he shared with us... we could go on forever but there are so many who wish to speak that is all we will say... soft anna furree who took turns speaking because neither could do more than a sentence or two at a time or they would have cried... today Serge made his journey to the Rainbow Bridge, where he reunited with Mme. Anais and was able to catch up with the many member of our family who have crossed the Bridge before us. Serge today joins all of our family members in looking down from the Bridge, keeping an eye on us all. I would now like to invite the members of this community, feline, canine, human, or otherwise, to tell us of the things that Serge meant to you, and of the things that come to mind when you think of him. Who would like to go first? "Community Cats" wrote in message ... [Kitties stand around the kitty chapel, some finding comfortable seats, others talking and remembering. From a side door Anuit, the High Priestess of Bast, enters the room and starts lighting candles and censors on the table on which the Serge memorabilia have been placed. Off to the side of the front of the room the famed musician Hercue Lenoir pulls open a door to an alcove holding an organ keyboard. He presses a big green button on the wall, and the front wall of the chapel slides open to reveal a huge bank of organ pipes. At a nod from Anuit, Hercule plays Chopin's "Trauer Marsch" followed by the Introit from Verdi's "Requiem". As he plays the sound of the organ fills the small room, and outside the building the music reverbrates from walls and cars. Humans in the neighborhood stop and try to identify where the sound is coming from, as none of them know of the massive organ. Anuit then walks slowly to the microphone at the dais. Anuit: My brothers and sister in Felinity, and our honored non-feline guests, welcome. We are gathered here to celebrate the life of a human who greatly live kitties and contributed greatly to the Community, Serge Luciano Dasara. Serge was first introduced to us by the beautiful Mme. Anais, who had the great responsibility of introducing Serge to the world of a cat servant, as he had not previously had that honor. Following Mme. Anais' journey to the Rainbow Bridge, Serge continued fulfilling his obligations to catdom by bringing the Two Sisters, Cybele and Orianne, into his house. During the period of his service to catdom he helped to coordinate many of the Community's adventures, as well as offering support and friendship to many of this Community's human servants. Two weeks ago today Serge made his journey to the Rainbow Bridge, where he reunited with Mme. Anais and was able to catch up with the many member of our family who have crossed the Bridge before us. Serge today joins all of our family members in looking down from the Bridge, keeping an eye on us all. I would now like to invite the members of this community, feline, canine, human, or otherwise, to tell us of the things that Serge meant to you, and of the things that come to mind when you think of him. Who would like to go first? |
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A memorial service for Uncle Serge
Gramby who has been invited by her four furr friends goes to the dais. She
wipes away some tears then begins. Oh Serge my friend, this is Gramby, where do I start. I met you on line after my husband died. Being nearly blind there was so much paperwork to try and do. You helped me sort it out and you will never know how much I appreciated that. We then discovered we both liked sewing and many months were taken up with that. You were so pleased when your friend made a pattern that just “fit” you. You feeling you were such an odd shape and all. You loved the brightly material I sent and clled a couple of them your "whoopie, here I am shirts." You then discovered Lee and I liked Wine and you were very helpful there. Not that we could afford what you drank but sometimes we did. Your guidance among the fancy food saved me from being embarrassed so many times. Then, I mentioned I smoked a cigar from time to time and IT WAS ON. I sampled so many from you and ones you suggested. After my Heart attack, you called almost every day for a long time. You sent tid bits of things to cheer me. I loved you for that. You then inherited my humidor, as I gave up cigars. Well, for the most part I did. Have had a couple in your honor of late. When you were unemployed for so long, I tried to be there for you. I remember your sadness when you sold your last electric guitar on EBAY. Lee and I sent you mini care packages and you laughed at the “Road Kill” rub. The directions for making Moonshine cracked you up. I could go on because there were all the people you helped with words, contributions when necessary, and just human warmth and support. God has blessed us all for having you in our lives. Rest well in His arms and know you were loved. "Community Cats" wrote in message ... [Kitties stand around the kitty chapel, some finding comfortable seats, others talking and remembering. From a side door Anuit, the High Priestess of Bast, enters the room and starts lighting candles and censors on the table on which the Serge memorabilia have been placed. Off to the side of the front of the room the famed musician Hercue Lenoir pulls open a door to an alcove holding an organ keyboard. He presses a big green button on the wall, and the front wall of the chapel slides open to reveal a huge bank of organ pipes. At a nod from Anuit, Hercule plays Chopin's "Trauer Marsch" followed by the Introit from Verdi's "Requiem". As he plays the sound of the organ fills the small room, and outside the building the music reverbrates from walls and cars. Humans in the neighborhood stop and try to identify where the sound is coming from, as none of them know of the massive organ. Anuit then walks slowly to the microphone at the dais. Anuit: My brothers and sister in Felinity, and our honored non-feline guests, welcome. We are gathered here to celebrate the life of a human who greatly live kitties and contributed greatly to the Community, Serge Luciano Dasara. Serge was first introduced to us by the beautiful Mme. Anais, who had the great responsibility of introducing Serge to the world of a cat servant, as he had not previously had that honor. Following Mme. Anais' journey to the Rainbow Bridge, Serge continued fulfilling his obligations to catdom by bringing the Two Sisters, Cybele and Orianne, into his house. During the period of his service to catdom he helped to coordinate many of the Community's adventures, as well as offering support and friendship to many of this Community's human servants. Two weeks ago today Serge made his journey to the Rainbow Bridge, where he reunited with Mme. Anais and was able to catch up with the many member of our family who have crossed the Bridge before us. Serge today joins all of our family members in looking down from the Bridge, keeping an eye on us all. I would now like to invite the members of this community, feline, canine, human, or otherwise, to tell us of the things that Serge meant to you, and of the things that come to mind when you think of him. Who would like to go first? |
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A memorial service for Uncle Serge
I would now like to invite the members of this community, feline,
canine, human, or otherwise, to tell us of the things that Serge meant to you, and of the things that come to mind when you think of him. Who would like to go first? I remember that Uncle Serge first joined the Community not long after my Paw did. Since my Paw was new to the Community and Uncle Serge was new, Paw felt especially comfortable talking with Serge. The more they talked, the more my Paw realized that they had many common interests, the most important of which of course was a love for cats. Serge dearly loved Mme. Anais and came to value her company as one of the most important parts of his life. He also enjoyed good wines, good food, good cigars and pipes, and enjoyed shaving and writing with classical instruments. He had experiencing travelling though Europe and enjoyed those travels. He was also very well read and well educated, and had a graduate degree in IT as well as a law degree. When my grandmeowmie was diagnosed with cancer, Serge called my Paw to offer his support. Likewise when my humans figured out that they would have to leave southern Catifurnia and move to Iowa, and when my Grandmeowmie made her journey to the Rainbow Bridge. When Serge was himself hospitalized with a ruptured appendix, my Paw called to offer his support, and they learned even more that they shared a lot of common philosophies. When Mme. Anais had to leave for the Rainbow Bridge with no prior notice, Paw even called Serge to talk with him. My Paw remembers when Serge said that he wanted to learn to sew. Paw assumed that he would do like most humans, and start with something simple. When Serge said that he wanted his first project to be a dress shirt with french cuffs Paw suggested that he might want to start with something simpler, but Serge insisted. And his first project was successful - his dress shirt came out just fine. He made a good number of Hawaiian shirts as well. Over all, Serge was a very remarkable human being. The Community and humanity itself will be much poorer with the loss of Serge Dasara. Uncle Serge, you leave a big hole in a lot of hearts. Amelia |
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A memorial service for Uncle Serge
Piglett sits quietly listening to Amelia. She smiles thinking of the
conversation that went on at her house about Unkle Serge trying to make da dress shirt. He had too have it perfect of it was no go. She quietly reaches into the box of kleenex near her. She smiles realizing they are imprinted with the same logo as on the t shirts for tomorrows walk. "Amelia T Cat" wrote in message ... I would now like to invite the members of this community, feline, canine, human, or otherwise, to tell us of the things that Serge meant to you, and of the things that come to mind when you think of him. Who would like to go first? I remember that Uncle Serge first joined the Community not long after my Paw did. Since my Paw was new to the Community and Uncle Serge was new, Paw felt especially comfortable talking with Serge. The more they talked, the more my Paw realized that they had many common interests, the most important of which of course was a love for cats. Serge dearly loved Mme. Anais and came to value her company as one of the most important parts of his life. He also enjoyed good wines, good food, good cigars and pipes, and enjoyed shaving and writing with classical instruments. He had experiencing travelling though Europe and enjoyed those travels. He was also very well read and well educated, and had a graduate degree in IT as well as a law degree. When my grandmeowmie was diagnosed with cancer, Serge called my Paw to offer his support. Likewise when my humans figured out that they would have to leave southern Catifurnia and move to Iowa, and when my Grandmeowmie made her journey to the Rainbow Bridge. When Serge was himself hospitalized with a ruptured appendix, my Paw called to offer his support, and they learned even more that they shared a lot of common philosophies. When Mme. Anais had to leave for the Rainbow Bridge with no prior notice, Paw even called Serge to talk with him. My Paw remembers when Serge said that he wanted to learn to sew. Paw assumed that he would do like most humans, and start with something simple. When Serge said that he wanted his first project to be a dress shirt with french cuffs Paw suggested that he might want to start with something simpler, but Serge insisted. And his first project was successful - his dress shirt came out just fine. He made a good number of Hawaiian shirts as well. Over all, Serge was a very remarkable human being. The Community and humanity itself will be much poorer with the loss of Serge Dasara. Uncle Serge, you leave a big hole in a lot of hearts. Amelia |
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A memorial service for Uncle Serge
On 5 May 2012 18:47:53 GMT, Community Cats wrote:
[Kitties stand around the kitty chapel, some finding comfortable seats, others talking and remembering. From a side door Anuit, the High Priestess of Bast, enters the room and starts lighting candles and censors on the table on which the Serge memorabilia have been placed. Off to the side of the front of the room the famed musician Hercue Lenoir pulls open a door to an alcove holding an organ keyboard. He presses a big green button on the wall, and the front wall of the chapel slides open to reveal a huge bank of organ pipes. At a nod from Anuit, Hercule plays Chopin's "Trauer Marsch" followed by the Introit from Verdi's "Requiem". As he plays the sound of the organ fills the small room, and outside the building the music reverbrates from walls and cars. Humans in the neighborhood stop and try to identify where the sound is coming from, as none of them know of the massive organ. Anuit then walks slowly to the microphone at the dais. Anuit: My brothers and sister in Felinity, and our honored non-feline guests, welcome. We are gathered here to celebrate the life of a human who greatly live kitties and contributed greatly to the Community, Serge Luciano Dasara. Serge was first introduced to us by the beautiful Mme. Anais, who had the great responsibility of introducing Serge to the world of a cat servant, as he had not previously had that honor. Following Mme. Anais' journey to the Rainbow Bridge, Serge continued fulfilling his obligations to catdom by bringing the Two Sisters, Cybele and Orianne, into his house. During the period of his service to catdom he helped to coordinate many of the Community's adventures, as well as offering support and friendship to many of this Community's human servants. Two weeks ago today Serge made his journey to the Rainbow Bridge, where he reunited with Mme. Anais and was able to catch up with the many member of our family who have crossed the Bridge before us. Serge today joins all of our family members in looking down from the Bridge, keeping an eye on us all. I would now like to invite the members of this community, feline, canine, human, or otherwise, to tell us of the things that Serge meant to you, and of the things that come to mind when you think of him. Who would like to go first? Cinder heer. My human was going to send Serge a joke Kissamouse present in December, the worst possible Mew York necktie, in honor of his years spent there. |
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A memorial service for Uncle Serge
"Community Cats" wrote in message
... [Kitties stand around the kitty chapel, some finding comfortable seats, others talking and remembering. From a side door Anuit, the High Priestess of Bast, enters the room and starts lighting candles and censors on the table on which the Serge memorabilia have been placed. Off to the side of the front of the room the famed musician Hercue Lenoir pulls open a door to an alcove holding an organ keyboard. He presses a big green button on the wall, and the front wall of the chapel slides open to reveal a huge bank of organ pipes. At a nod from Anuit, Hercule plays Chopin's "Trauer Marsch" followed by the Introit from Verdi's "Requiem". As he plays the sound of the organ fills the small room, and outside the building the music reverbrates from walls and cars. Humans in the neighborhood stop and try to identify where the sound is coming from, as none of them know of the massive organ. Anuit then walks slowly to the microphone at the dais. Anuit: My brothers and sister in Felinity, and our honored non-feline guests, welcome. We are gathered here to celebrate the life of a human who greatly live kitties and contributed greatly to the Community, Serge Luciano Dasara. Serge was first introduced to us by the beautiful Mme. Anais, who had the great responsibility of introducing Serge to the world of a cat servant, as he had not previously had that honor. Following Mme. Anais' journey to the Rainbow Bridge, Serge continued fulfilling his obligations to catdom by bringing the Two Sisters, Cybele and Orianne, into his house. During the period of his service to catdom he helped to coordinate many of the Community's adventures, as well as offering support and friendship to many of this Community's human servants. Two weeks ago today Serge made his journey to the Rainbow Bridge, where he reunited with Mme. Anais and was able to catch up with the many member of our family who have crossed the Bridge before us. Serge today joins all of our family members in looking down from the Bridge, keeping an eye on us all. I would now like to invite the members of this community, feline, canine, human, or otherwise, to tell us of the things that Serge meant to you, and of the things that come to mind when you think of him. Who would like to go first? My furrmal nayme iz Petunia, an mine Meowmee iz mine sekkerterree. Wunz inna wile hur wud get emailz frum Unka Serge...Lyke wen cutie gotted lozt, an oddur tymez tuu. Affur Anais went tu da bridge, Da Gurlz emaild tu offurr pinkponk bawlz. Serge had ordered a Gross of them for Anais, and offurt da remainder of mozt of them to us. Meowmee replyd dat a duzzin or so wud be pleeny, and they arrift in dza mayle. I wud like tu shayer summa dem wiff u awl tudae, (I tied bowz on eatsh wun)... O* *O *O O* *O *O O* *O *O O* *O *O O* *O *O O8 O8 O8 O8 O8 O8 O8 O8 O8 O8 O8 O8 Dat shud be enuff. It izza konekshun wiff Unka Serge an Anais, at The Bridge. -- Pit.nya |
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A full moon during Serge's memorial service
[Anuit again steps to the dais]
Kitties, tonight is a very special night - tonight we observe a perigee- syzygy. This is where the moon makes it's closest approach to the earth, at the same time that the full moon reaches it's peak of fullness. It is extremely rare for both aspects to occur together, but tonight they occur less than a minute apart. This means that at it's very peak the moon will appear clearer and larger than normal. We have arranged for the windows to retract to give us a clear view of the full moon. [She signals Sammy Redcat, who pulls a lever that causes the windows to retract. All of the kitties get a clear view of the full moon. As they watch, clouds start to drift across the face of the full moon. To those who look closely, the clouds have the shape of cats, in various poses, singly and in groups. The effect is that of dozens and dozens of shadow- cats dancing across the face of the full moon. One of the cat images, which looks suspiscously like a Persian show cat, lingers at roughly the center of the full moon. The shadow of a large, lean boy cat bounces across the lunar face, stopping beside the show cat shadow, and they drift away together. For the better part of 30 minutes these phantom cat shadows dance through the moonlight. After they have gamboled freely, the clouds drift more slowly and finally come to rest. At this point watchers see a ring of phantom cats, completely surrounding the moon. The clouds begin to slowly disperse, drifting into faint patches that finally disappear. Anuit, too moved for words, returns to the table at the front of the room and sits quietly.] |
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