Bill McCarthy
Dear Carol and Family,
I want to extend my condolences and prayers for your loss of your loving husband and dedicated father-Bill.
When I lived on Riverview Ave across from the White's home. I always enjoyed my casual conversations I had with Bill. I was impressed with Bill's extended knowledge of various subjects and his ability to repair and refinish auto's. He was also talented/successful business man. I always saw Bill working around his property or on his house.
I will miss Bill White and Waltham has lost a very special man.
Rest in peace.
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A poem by Henry Scott Holland
"Death is Nothing at All"
Death is nothing at all.
I have only slipped away to the next room.
I am I and you are you.
Whatever we were to each other,
That, we still are.
Call me by my old familiar name.
Speak to me in the easy way
which you always used.
Put no difference into your tone.
Wear no forced air of solemnity or sorrow.
Laugh as we always laughed
at the little jokes we enjoyed together.
Play, smile, think of me. Pray for me.
Let my name be ever the household word
that it always was.
Let it be spoken without effect.
Without the trace of a shadow on it.
Life means all that it ever meant.
It is the same that it ever was.
There is absolute unbroken continuity.
Why should I be out of mind
because I am out of sight?
I am but waiting for you.
For an interval.
Somewhere. Very near.
Just around the corner.
All is well.
Nothing is past; nothing is lost. One brief moment and all will be as it was before only better, infinitely happier and forever we will all be one together with Christ.
Sunday August 3, 2014 at 2:17 am