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Yangdu

Yangdu

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This is indeed a sad yet joyous memory time for me. I am remembering all the happiness Uncle Bill and I had together with each other and with Rusty, Howard, Yvsa, Munk and all you loyal Forumites. March 28,2005 was indeed a sad day for me as I told Uncle Bill farewell in this life and only hours later his and my very close friend, Rusty. I do very much appreciate all the hard work Howard, Yvsa and Munk have done to continue the Forum in the spirit that Uncle Bill and Rusty entrusted to all of us. Please give a special thought to Uncle Bill and Rusty this day that they might know they have not been forgotten and we are trying to carry on what Uncle Bill started. Thank you from the bottom of my heart.
 
Smoke and Song today for Bill and Rusty...so that they know.

Also a special song for you Yangdu...for the couragious way that you have taken the lead and accepted the responsibilities of keeping HI going so that more good work can be done with the people of Nepal.

What's this got to do with khukuris? Everything.
 
Smoke up from Atlanta, and my condolences Yangdu.
 
Not forgotten. Bottom of our hearts. Glad to be here.

Thank you, Yangdu, for all you have done for HI and the forum.



glad to be here,
munk
 
The only true memories I have of either gentleman is what I know of them through you and his friends . As we can measure the worth of a man through his friends and his family I know him to be a great man . I hope to learn a little more through reading some of his poetry and writings .

It has long been the Archers way to loose an arrow in memory of those gone . There will be a flight of arrows let loose in their memory today .
 
Yangdu, I was not participating then, but I have been there with my parents and a couple of very dear friends, so you have my prayers and my cares.
 
Smoke, prayers, and bittersweet thoughts. Uncle Bill and Rusty were two of the Marble pillars holding the roof up on this wonderfully joyous house of brotherhood, good deeds, and down right silliness. I have to admit, there was a time at the very beginning where I did not know what was going to happen. We had lost our cool headed and soft hearted leader. We had lost the ubersharp 5'4" paranoid poet. What were we to do?
We carried on. Carried on with a steadfast and graceful lady at our helm bound and determined to make HI even greater. Carried on with writer that paints pictures of the Montana compound with words so crisp I can taste the dry air blowing off the rocks. We carried on with an adventurer and scholar who could show us places that we could only see in movies requiring a whip and a fedora. We carried on with an elder NDN that knew and did more than what we could hope to accomplish in two lifetimes, a man who knows the pains and joys of time spent in the human condition.
I miss Bill and Rusty. They were good men that I try to strive to be like. Maybe one day I'll get there, but I will always carry a small part of them, as well as all of you, where ever I go.

Jake
 
Yangdu,

May your memories and the joy you had together bring you comfort. You've done a truely wonderful work in keeping a wonderful man's dream alive. May that thought bring you comfort as well. Though I never had the good fortune to know either man, their influence still reverberates through this forrum. That's a fine legacy indeed.

Warmest Regards,

Mark
 
My condolences, Yangdu.

__________

Everyone dies, but not everyone leaves a mark like Bill did.

The House he made still stands, with honesty, compassion and brotherhood as a foundation.

Bill brought out the (sometimes deeply buried) good in others. Truly, he lit a candle instead of cursing the darkness.

How bright it still burns.



Mike
 
Who knows what effect our living has?

I can't imagine that either Bill or Rusty had the hubris to say "Well, I'm going to change the world." They just quietly, through the way they conducted their lives, dropped stones into still water. And the ripples went out.

Those ripples are still passing. I know of no other forum where a bunch of frankly pretty tough characters regularly give smoke or prayers for another's misfortunes, let alone ask for such themselves. Where people who've never met in person exchange not only kind words, but frequently items they've made with their own hands - and pay for them through a donation to the tuition fund of someone else they've never met. And where people honour some of the poorest workers in the world, because they know they are craftsmen worthy of high respect.

Bill Martino's dream, the one he shared with Rusty and Yangdu, is being enacted as we speak.

Someday, HI will likely cease to be (long ways off, God willing). All institutions do. But the ripples from the stones Bill and Rusty dropped into still water - the ones which prompt so many here to try to drop stones of our own - will still be travelling.

Who knows what effect our living has?
 
We're still here, and we remember. I believe Uncle Bill and Rusty are proud, and I'm positive they're proud of the way you have handled business in Bill's absence. The performance of HI over the past year is nothing less than remarkable.
 
Yangdu, I hope your memories of Bill and Rusty will help in comforting you now and in the future.

God bless you.
 
We're still here and kicking as Bill and Rusty would have wanted us to be.

Smoke and prayers on this anniversity.

Bob
 
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