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To those of you who wanted to donate to a memorial fund... there will be one. We plan to fund a cash gift to the art department at Sara's school each year for supplies. She often complained that the art teacher had to buy many of their supplies out of her own pocket. We also plan to make a scholarship fund that will award a sum of money to a student (not sure if art or general) based on merit.

The thing is... this takes time and bankers and lawyers... so please do be patient. I will let you all know something when I do.

Sara's Favorite Song

It was so like her:

Scarlet Begonias
(Jerry Garcia/Robert Hunter)

As I was walkin' 'round Grosvenor Square
Not a chill to the winter but a nip to the air,
From the other direction, she was calling my eye,
It could be an illusion, but I might as well try, might as well try.

She had rings on her fingers and bells on her shoes.
And I knew without askin' she was into the blues.
She wore scarlet begonias tucked into her curls,
I knew right away she was not like other girls, other girls.

In the thick of the evening when the dealing got rough,
She was too pat to open and too cool to bluff.
As I picked up my matches and was closing the door,
I had one of those flashes I'd been there before, been there before.

Well, I ain't often right but I've never been wrong.
Seldom turns out the way it does in a song.
Once in a while you get shown the light
In the strangest of places if you look at it right.

Well there ain't nothing wrong with the way she moves,
Scarlet begonias or a touch of the blues.
And there's nothing wrong with the look that's in her eyes,
I had to learn the hard way to let her pass by, let her pass by

The wind in the willow's playin' "Tea for Two"
The sky was yellow and the sun was blue,
Strangers stoppin' strangers just to shake their hand,
Everybody's playin' in the heart of gold band, heart of gold band.

Another song

Please forgive me my sad songs but I can't write much of what I feel...sometimes songs say it.

Ain't No Sunshine 

Ain't no sunshine when she's gone
It's not warm when she's away
Ain't no sunshine when she's gone
and she's always gone too long
Anytime she goes away

Wonder this time where she's gone
Wonder if she's gonna stay
Ain't no sunshine when she's gone
and this house just ain't no home
anytime she goes away

And I know, I know...

Ain't no sunshine when she's gone
Ain't no sunshine when she's gone
Only darkness everyday
Ain't no sunshine when she's gone
and this house just ain't no home
anytime she goes away.--

Bill Withers