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How long is life anyway?

This is Dr. Forster. I had a beginning statistics class from Dr. Forster and he was clever, helpful, and fair. He was killed this past Friday while hiking in Zion National Park. Dr. Forster will be missed - he was a great force for good and sustainability, not only at the U but in the lives of people he taught and inspired.

Life is very short. Dr. Forster I am sure could have looked forward to many more years of productive life, reaching out to people and influencing the world in positive ways. But now he is gone. And the world is a little darker today.

So what? What is the purpose of a life anyway? Why are we here on this cold, impersonal world? We are here for only a few short years and then we're gone... 30,000 days...

I hope that the time I am allotted is as productive and meaningful as Dr. Forster's was. He left a legacy in my life.

Comments

LivingstonClan said…
You are a good person Charlie Brown. Don't doubt that for a minute! But don't go dying on us anytime soon. Sure missed you this weekend--there was an empty spot where your family should have been FOR SURE! How was your Thanxgiving?
Anonymous said…
Don't you know that the world isn't darker because he is gone, but lighter because he was here??? The light we bring into the world doesn't vanish with our leaving. A life well lived means that our light continues on without us! Your light continues on in my life, although you are far away.

Rejoice in his goodness, don't mourn his departure.

I love you.

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