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In our lives we have
many wonderful opportunities. We all have the opportunity to gain an education,
to travel, to work, to play. We may stay single or take a spouse. We might
have children or pets, both or neither. Nothing has a greater impact on us
than the friends we make and decide to share a small or large part of our
lives with.
To the friends we have lost Southern Cruisers "Gold Coast Chapter" dedicates
this page. Let us always remember the smiles, laughter, jokes, handshakes,
hugs or just the warm feelings we have shared while with these friends.
May they always watch over us ever reminding us that our tomorrow
might not come and we will soon be with them again.
Jose Antonio Servilla
Born on September 18,
1959
Automobile Accident |
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He is survived by his parents Manuel and
Vilma Servilla, 2 sisters Cary and Pilar and 1 brother Luis Manuel.... |
"The Station"
By Robert J. Hastings
Tucked
away in our subconscious minds is an idyllic vision in which we see ourselves
on a long journey that spans an entire continent. We're traveling by train,
and from the windows, we drink in the passing scenes of cars on nearby highways,
of children waving at crossings, of cattle grazing in distant pastures of
smoke poring from power plants, of row upon row of cotton and corn and wheat,
of flatlands and valleys, of city skylines and village halls. But uppermost
in our minds is our final destination - for at a certain hour and on a given
day our train will finally pull into the station with bells ringing, flags
waving and bands playing. And once that day comes, so many wonderful dreams
will come true. So restlessly, we pace the aisles and count the miles, peering
ahead, waiting for the station. "Yes, when we reach the station that will
be it!" we promise ourselves. "When we're 18.... win that promotion ... put
the last kid through college ... buy that 450 SL Mercedes-Benz ... pay off
the mortgage ... have a nest egg for retirement. " From that day on, we will
all live happily ever after. Sooner or later, however, we must realize there
is no station in this life, no one earthly place to arrive at once and for
all. The Journey is the joy. The station is an illusion - it constantly
outdistances us. Yesterday's a memory; tomorrow's a dream. Yesterday belongs
to history; tomorrow belongs to God. Yesterday's a fading sunset; tomorrow's
a faint sunrise. Only today is there light enough to love and live. So, gently
close the door on yesterday and throw the key away. It isn't the burdens
of today that drive men mad, but rather the regret over yesterday and the
fear of tomorrow. "Relish the Moment" is a good motto, especially when coupled
with Psalm 118:24 "This is the day which the Lord hath made; we will rejoice
and be glad in it." So stop pacing the aisles and counting the miles. Instead,
swim more rivers, climb more mountains kiss more babies. Count more stars.
Laugh more and cry less. Go barefoot more often. Eat more ice cream. Ride
more merry-go-rounds. Watch more sunsets. Life must be lived as we go along.
Copyright 1886 by the Southern Illinois University Pre