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In Loving Memory of our Dear departed Brothers

"Man that is born of a woman is of a few
days, and full of trouble

He cometh forth like a flower, and is
cut down: he fleeth also like a shadow,
and continueth not

Seeing his days are determined, the number
of all his months are with thee, thou hast
appointed his bounds that he cannot pass:

O that thou wouldest hide me in the grave,
that thou wouldest keep me secret, until
thy wrath be past, that thou wouldest
appoint me a set time, and remember me!"

Job 14:(1,2,5,13)

Brothers, Rest in Peace

When we wear the Gloves   
by Carver Portlock

When we wear the gloves
A brother has gone from our midst
And sailed to golden shores.

When we wear the gloves
A friend has passed the final test
And walks through purple doors.

The circle has an empty place
A voice will raise no more
The song of fellowship and love
Uplift forevermore
When we wear the gloves

When we wear the gloves
A light goes from this earthly life
The visor closed again
Yet all the heavens open wide
To let a new star in.

When we wear the gloves
A brother leaves the chapter rolls
And moves to other worlds
For when we say our last goodbye
He walks on streets of Pearl.

When we wear the gloves
Brothers who have passed over to Omega Chapter:

Brother Reginald Hart Molloy
     Pledged Eta Eta Iota Chapter '96
       Departed this life - February 20, 1999

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