This is a favourite poem of June's (Doug's wife).  It is on a card that she brought out from England in 1967.


You have gone, and I shall miss you.
Yet I can rejoice, for your touch remains in everything that you have loved.
And I can remember that from the beginning of time to the end,
life is one and continuous, a stream which ever moves through all,
and is never lost when the form drops away............