The creation or management of a memorial does not necessarily imply my endorsement of the political philosophy, creed or actions of the individual. It is done in the spirit of preserving a historical record from which future generations can learn.

Enigmata of Death

Eschatological or etiological?
Epiphanic or esoteric?
Effulgent or exanimate?

Egress or earthen?
Essence or ethereal?
Eternal or ephemeral?

Enlivenment or eradication?
Emergence or ending?
Ecstasy or expiration?

Enigmata of existing.

Gary Sobotka
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"So many people imagine that death cruelly separates us from our loved ones. Even pious people are led to believe this great and sad mistake. Death is not a separation. When our loved one dies, they do not leave us. They remain. They do not go to some distant place. They simply begin their eternity. Death has not destroyed them, nor carried them away. Rather it has given them life and the power to know and love us more fully than ever before. The tears that dampen our eyes in times of mourning are tears of homesickness, tears of longing for our loved ones. But it is we who are far from home, not they. Death has been for them a doorway to an eternal home. And only because this home is invisible to our worldly eyes, we cannot see them so near us, lovingly and tenderly waiting for the day when we, too, will enter the doorway. And then we will see them."
Cardinal John Henry Newman

"Be at peace. Do not look forward in fear to the changes in life; Rather look to them with full hope that as they arise, God, whose very own you are, will lead you safely through all things.
And when you cannot stand it, God will carry you in His arms. Do not fear what may happen tomorrow; The same everlasting Father who cares for you today Will take care of you then and every day.
He will either shield you from suffering Or give you unfailing strength to bear it. Be at peace, And put aside all anxious thoughts and imagination".
St. Francis de Sales

"It is not Death that will come to fetch me, it is the good God. Death is no phantom, no horrible specter, as presented in pictures. In the catechism it is stated that death is the separation of soul and body, that is all! Well, I am not afraid of a separation which will unite me to the good God forever."
St Therese of Lisieux

"Attribute to God every good that you have received. If you take credit for something that does not belong to you, you will be guilty of theft".
St. Anthony of Padua.

Katharine Hepburn, in her own words:
"Once, when I was a teenager, my father and I were standing in line to buy tickets for the circus. Finally, there was only one family between us and the ticket counter. That family made a lasting impression on me.
There were eight children, all under the age of 12. From the way they were dressed, you could tell they didn't have much money, but their clothes were clean, very clean. The children were well-behaved, standing in pairs behind their parents, holding hands.
They were so excited about the clowns, the animals, and all the acts they would see that night. From their excitement, you could tell they had never been to a circus before. It was going to be a highlight of their lives.
The father and mother stood proudly at the front of their little group. The mother was holding her husband's hand, looking at him as if to say, 'You're my knight in shining armor.' He was smiling, enjoying seeing his family happy.
The ticket lady asked how many tickets he wanted, and he proudly responded, 'I want eight children's tickets and two adult tickets.' Then she announced the price.
The wife let go of her husband's hand, her head dropped, and the man's lip began to quiver. He leaned in closer and asked, 'How much did you say?'
The ticket lady repeated the price.
He didn't have enough money. How was he supposed to turn around and tell his eight kids that he couldn't afford to take them to the circus?
Seeing what was happening, my dad reached into his pocket, pulled out a 20ドル bill, and dropped it on the ground. We weren't rich by any means. My father bent down, picked up the 20ドル bill, tapped the man on the shoulder, and said, 'Excuse me, sir, this fell out of your pocket.'
The man understood what was happening. He wasn't being handed charity, but he gratefully accepted the help in his desperate, heartbreaking, and embarrassing situation. He looked straight into my father's eyes, took my dad's hand in both of his, squeezed the bill tightly, and with trembling lips and a tear streaming down his cheek, he replied, 'Thank you, sir. This really means so much to me and my family.'
My father and I went back to our car and drove home. The 20ドル my dad gave away was what we had planned to use for our own tickets.
Although we didn't see the circus that night, we felt a joy inside us that was far greater than seeing the circus.
That day, I learned the true value of giving. The Giver is greater than the Receiver.
If you want to be great, greater than life itself, learn to give. Love has nothing to do with what you expect to get, only with what you expect to give—everything.
The importance of giving and blessing others cannot be overstated because there is always joy in giving. Learn to make someone happy through acts of giving."
— Katharine Hepburn

The creation or management of a memorial does not necessarily imply my endorsement of the political philosophy, creed or actions of the individual. It is done in the spirit of preserving a historical record from which future generations can learn.

Enigmata of Death

Eschatological or etiological?
Epiphanic or esoteric?
Effulgent or exanimate?

Egress or earthen?
Essence or ethereal?
Eternal or ephemeral?

Enlivenment or eradication?
Emergence or ending?
Ecstasy or expiration?

Enigmata of existing.

Gary Sobotka
-----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------

"So many people imagine that death cruelly separates us from our loved ones. Even pious people are led to believe this great and sad mistake. Death is not a separation. When our loved one dies, they do not leave us. They remain. They do not go to some distant place. They simply begin their eternity. Death has not destroyed them, nor carried them away. Rather it has given them life and the power to know and love us more fully than ever before. The tears that dampen our eyes in times of mourning are tears of homesickness, tears of longing for our loved ones. But it is we who are far from home, not they. Death has been for them a doorway to an eternal home. And only because this home is invisible to our worldly eyes, we cannot see them so near us, lovingly and tenderly waiting for the day when we, too, will enter the doorway. And then we will see them."
Cardinal John Henry Newman

"Be at peace. Do not look forward in fear to the changes in life; Rather look to them with full hope that as they arise, God, whose very own you are, will lead you safely through all things.
And when you cannot stand it, God will carry you in His arms. Do not fear what may happen tomorrow; The same everlasting Father who cares for you today Will take care of you then and every day.
He will either shield you from suffering Or give you unfailing strength to bear it. Be at peace, And put aside all anxious thoughts and imagination".
St. Francis de Sales

"It is not Death that will come to fetch me, it is the good God. Death is no phantom, no horrible specter, as presented in pictures. In the catechism it is stated that death is the separation of soul and body, that is all! Well, I am not afraid of a separation which will unite me to the good God forever."
St Therese of Lisieux

"Attribute to God every good that you have received. If you take credit for something that does not belong to you, you will be guilty of theft".
St. Anthony of Padua.

Katharine Hepburn, in her own words:
"Once, when I was a teenager, my father and I were standing in line to buy tickets for the circus. Finally, there was only one family between us and the ticket counter. That family made a lasting impression on me.
There were eight children, all under the age of 12. From the way they were dressed, you could tell they didn't have much money, but their clothes were clean, very clean. The children were well-behaved, standing in pairs behind their parents, holding hands.
They were so excited about the clowns, the animals, and all the acts they would see that night. From their excitement, you could tell they had never been to a circus before. It was going to be a highlight of their lives.
The father and mother stood proudly at the front of their little group. The mother was holding her husband's hand, looking at him as if to say, 'You're my knight in shining armor.' He was smiling, enjoying seeing his family happy.
The ticket lady asked how many tickets he wanted, and he proudly responded, 'I want eight children's tickets and two adult tickets.' Then she announced the price.
The wife let go of her husband's hand, her head dropped, and the man's lip began to quiver. He leaned in closer and asked, 'How much did you say?'
The ticket lady repeated the price.
He didn't have enough money. How was he supposed to turn around and tell his eight kids that he couldn't afford to take them to the circus?
Seeing what was happening, my dad reached into his pocket, pulled out a 20ドル bill, and dropped it on the ground. We weren't rich by any means. My father bent down, picked up the 20ドル bill, tapped the man on the shoulder, and said, 'Excuse me, sir, this fell out of your pocket.'
The man understood what was happening. He wasn't being handed charity, but he gratefully accepted the help in his desperate, heartbreaking, and embarrassing situation. He looked straight into my father's eyes, took my dad's hand in both of his, squeezed the bill tightly, and with trembling lips and a tear streaming down his cheek, he replied, 'Thank you, sir. This really means so much to me and my family.'
My father and I went back to our car and drove home. The 20ドル my dad gave away was what we had planned to use for our own tickets.
Although we didn't see the circus that night, we felt a joy inside us that was far greater than seeing the circus.
That day, I learned the true value of giving. The Giver is greater than the Receiver.
If you want to be great, greater than life itself, learn to give. Love has nothing to do with what you expect to get, only with what you expect to give—everything.
The importance of giving and blessing others cannot be overstated because there is always joy in giving. Learn to make someone happy through acts of giving."
— Katharine Hepburn