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Realist who want things. People who go places and do things they are what make the world go round.To MOM,Melly you and little D helped support this goal, To Brother John thanks, to Trina love ya,Jeff much love and admiration, To my Late Father Ourelian J. Savoy you are in my heart, To Uncle Chuck much love you neatured the dream, God, and Elaine Reinhard, LFD HVCC Much Love, To My Hollywood thanks for the love and support,Rene Much Love,John K Much Love,To TY much love, Gorge R. HVCC Much Love BOT HVCC, The Honerable J. Bruno 43 Saratoga Thanks a Million for your support of Higher Education.,Jarett Q. LFD Libby Funeral Home Beacon NY, Much Love, Bill M. Libby Funeral Home, Beacon NY, Much Love,McLoughlin & Mason LLC, Troy "Thanks Mike and Mary and Kate. To Crow wit an E, Love ya, Angela much love. Dr. Mangold, thanks a million, Professor Flemming much love,To Bob thanks for the countless hours you helped me in the libary, Yo Pitts never will forget the chillin, Yo Whaley much love, To Brutus at Hodge Funeral Home, Neburgh, Thanks for the inspiration and keeping the faith. Dr. Baden, I am your greatest fan. Thanks for comming to HVCC it was riviting "The history of Murder and Forensic Science" Voices Presentation and Thanks for My Personal Copy of Remains Silent.. Good Book.
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Still I Rise You may write me down in history With your bitter, twisted lies, You may trod me in the very dirt But still, like dust, I'll rise.Does my sassiness upset you? Why are you beset with gloom? 'Cause I walk like I've got oil wells Pumping in my living room.Just like moons and like suns, With the certainty of tides, Just like hopes springing high, Still I'll rise.Did you want to see me broken? Bowed head and lowered eyes? Shoulders falling down like teardrops. Weakened by my soulful cries.Does my haughtiness offend you? Don't you take it awful hard 'Cause I laugh like I've got gold mines Diggin' in my own back yard.You may shoot me with your words, You may cut me with your eyes, You may kill me with your hatefulness, But still, like air, I'll rise.Does my sexiness upset you? Does it come as a surprise That I dance like I've got diamonds At the meeting of my thighs?Out of the huts of history's shame I rise Up from a past that's rooted in pain I rise I'm a black ocean, leaping and wide, Welling and swelling I bear in the tide. Leaving behind nights of terror and fear I rise Into a daybreak that's wondrously clear I rise Bringing the gifts that my ancestors gave, I am the dream and the hope of the slave. I rise I rise I rise.Maya Angelou
My Freedom and my bondage, Fredric Douglass,Remains Silent, M. Baden M.D.,Dead Reckoning, M. Baden M.D., Embalming History, Theory, and Practice, Robert G. Meyer
For My Girl Sister, "Cousin", Alicia "Thank You" in advance for you contribution to our plight as Americian Citizens in the name and HONOR of freedom. You better come home and drink and Smoke some butts. Much Love and Admiration and Respect for all you do, and all you are. You have great work to do, and I love you. Remember stay from harms way, go with God, remember to keep you sholders back and you head up. WE FUNERAL DIRECTORS ROCK.. Love you Brother Ojay.