Richard W. Acton
May 22, 1928-Sept. 27, 2003
Two As One
Every day
You are my light
The years run by;
It may be from eternity
Dorothy Acton, 1998
in every way
I love you
more and more.
and my best friend--
home is where you are.
I can't recall
my life apart from you.
that we were one, not two.
With you in my life,
I have a second heart.
All my joys are doubled,
All my sorrows are cut in half.
No matter if we're far apart,
I feel the comfort of your presence.
We've been through so many things--
Do you remember that long trail?
Sickness, health, and pantries bare,
Tears and many smiles.
We've even been to Hell
And came back to tell the tale.
Dorothy Acton, 1998
Richard nursed me through cancer twice,
Photos and Verse by Dorothy
The beautiful original MIDI you're hearing
Music by John Torp
Lyrics by Dorothy Acton & John Torp
Someday
Someday
I hope
Someday
oh how
One of Richard's great passions was his
once with 200 hours of chemotherapy.
Sadly, when he got cancer, all the skills
of medicine and our own efforts could not
save him. He died two months after diagnosis.
is called
"Someday" by John Torp
we'll meet again dear
walking
among the stars dear
there will
be no more parting
I'll see you there love
my promise to you
our music's there too
just as
we shared before
and how
it will be lovely
I'll be with you then
forevermore
we'll be together
we'll find
sweet moments waiting
and then
our lives start over
we'll have a joy that
will surely endure
I'm looking forward
to see
you soon again
no more
of lonely days then
no more of waiting
to be with you
Classic 1964 Buick Riviera.
It was hard to watch him
Saying Goodbye To The Riviera.
Richard was talented in music all his life.
He loved to sing with his barbershop quartet friends.
His first and favorite song was "Hello, Mary Lou."
Here he is singing for Valentine's Day Feb. 2002.
Thirty years was not long enough.
Memorial Verse
I'd like the memory of me
To be a happy one.
I'd like to leave an afterglow
Of smiles when day is done.
I'd like to leave an echo
Whispering softly down the ways
Of happy times and laughing times
And bright and sunny days.
I'd like the tears of those who grieve
To dry before the sun
Of happy memories I leave behind
When my day is done.
Author Dr. John A. Baker
1997
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