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I just learned that Stuart Kaplan, founder of US Games, passed away yesterday. Ciro Marchetti has made a lovely tribute video for him, maybe he will share it here as well @cirom 

 

 

Posted

I just saw this posted in my home circle.  A really sad day indeed.  

 

May his going be sheltered and his welcome assured.

AJ-ish/Sharyn
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I left a note on his obituary page. A funny experience with him.. 

Posted

That is such sad news - he has left such an amazing tarot legacy. 

Posted

Very sad.  Lovely man. I contacted him once and he sent me a lovely note and a signed copy of a book.  RIP STUART.

Posted

He was such an extraordinary and inspiring person. 

LoveLightPeace
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Rest in peace Stuart Kaplan.

 

 

Posted

Thanks for posting that, Raggydoll.  I was going to look for his obit.

legendaryelement
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May he and his family/friends be held & blessed!

 

Thank you, sir!

Posted

Oh what a shame. I always hoped to meet him - yes, "in my dreams", but I did still think I might....

Posted

Oh, how sad and what a loss for our community!

Posted

Aw, I am very sad to hear this.   I bought several decks from his collection back when he was selling them off, and even got a note from him in one of them. (The others were from his assistant, LOL)      He was an amazing person who kind of got tarot going in the US, if you think about it.   RIP Mr.  Kaplan.

 

 

Posted (edited)

Oh, how sad!

 

Edited by Hedera
Posted

So sad about this. What a loss, but what a legacy.

legendaryelement
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Stuart R. Kaplan ~ Graveside live stream

 

https://allpoetry.com/Funeral-Blues ~ Stop The Clocks

 

Stop all the clocks, cut off the telephone,
Prevent the dog from barking with a juicy bone,
Silence the pianos and with muffled drum
Bring out the coffin, let the mourners come.

Let aeroplanes circle moaning overhead
Scribbling on the sky the message 'He is Dead'.
Put crepe bows round the white necks of the public doves,
Let the traffic policemen wear black cotton gloves.

He was my North, my South, my East and West,
My working week and my Sunday rest,
My noon, my midnight, my talk, my song;
I thought that love would last forever: I was wrong.

The stars are not wanted now; put out every one,
Pack up the moon and dismantle the sun,
Pour away the ocean and sweep up the wood;
For nothing now can ever come to any good.

 

  • WH Auden

 

http://www.yourdailypoem.com/listpoem.jsp?poem_id=1820 ~ Don't Quit (*kept in his wallet)

 

When things go wrong as they sometimes will,
When the road you're trudging seems all up hill,
When the funds are low and the debts are high
And you want to smile, but you have to sigh,
When care is pressing you down a bit,
Rest if you must, but don't you quit.
Life is strange with its twists and turns
As every one of us sometimes learns
And many a failure comes about
When he might have won had he stuck it out;
Don't give up though the pace seems slow—
You may succeed with another blow.
Success is failure turned inside out—
The silver tint of the clouds of doubt,
And you never can tell just how close you are,
It may be near when it seems so far;
So stick to the fight when you're hardest hit—
It's when things seem worst that you must not quit.

This poem is in the public domain.

  • John Greenleaf Whittier

 

https://www.latimes.com/archives/la-xpm-2005-jan-16-bk-foxweber16-story.html

 

“Meyer and Barbara Guggenheim, the Swiss immigrants who started one of America’s richest families, had 11 children between 1854 and 1873. All but one survived. When the seven boys were all of working age, Meyer summoned them into his office and had each break a thin stick. The brittle sticks snapped like twigs. “He then passed around seven of the same sized sticks tied together and asked each to try to do the same thing with the bundle. None succeeded, of course. . . . ‘So it is with you. Together you are invincible.... Stay together, my sons, and the world will be yours,’ ” instructed the powerful father.“

 

https://reformjudaism.org/all-we-do-we-remember-them

https://griefnet.org/library/remember_them.html

 

We Remember Them

In the rising of the sun and its going down,
We Remember Them. {We will remember him.}

In the blowing of the wind and in the chill of winter,
We Remember Them. {We will remember him.}

In the opening of the buds and in the rebirth of spring.
We Remember Them. {We will remember him.}

In the blueness of the skies and in the warmth of summer,
We Remember Them. {We will remember him.}

In the rustling of the leaves and in the beauty of autumn.
We Remember Them. {We will remember him.}

In the beginning of the year and when it ends,
We Remember Them. {We will remember him.}

When we are weary and in need of strength,
We Remember Them. {We will remember him.}

When we are lost and sick of heart,
We Remember Them. {We will remember him.}

When we have joys and special celebrations we yearn to share,
We Remember Them. {We will remember him.}

So long as we live, they too shall live, for they are part of us.
We Remember Them. {We will remember him.}

By Rabbi Sylvan Kamens

 

 

two stories of gifts:

a book repeatedly checked out from his personal library given to someone as a birthday present

4 tubes of a lipstick shade; tracked down after the French company discontinued

 

 

Psalm 23

https://www.biblegateway.com/passage/?search=Psalm%2023&version=KJV

 

Ecclesiastes 3:1-15 [NIV]

A Time for Everything

 

3 There is a time for everything,

and a season for every activity under the heavens:

 

2

a time to be born and a time to die,

a time to plant and a time to uproot,

3

a time to kill and a time to heal,

a time to tear down and a time to build,

4

a time to weep and a time to laugh,

a time to mourn and a time to dance,

5

a time to scatter stones and a time to gather them,

a time to embrace and a time to refrain from embracing,

6

a time to search and a time to give up,

a time to keep and a time to throw away,

7

a time to tear and a time to mend,

a time to be silent and a time to speak,

8

a time to love and a time to hate,

a time for war and a time for peace.

 

9 What do workers gain from their toil? 10 I have seen the burden God has laid on the human race. 11 He has made everything beautiful in its time. He has also set eternity in the human heart; yet[a] no one can fathom what God has done from beginning to end. 12 I know that there is nothing better for people than to be happy and to do good while they live. 13 That each of them may eat and drink, and find satisfaction in all their toil—this is the gift of God. 14 I know that everything God does will endure forever; nothing can be added to it and nothing taken from it. God does it so that people will fear him.

 

15

Whatever is has already been,

and what will be has been before;

and God will call the past to account.

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