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LIVINGSTON, Dr. George In loving memory of a dear husband who went with God on June 7, 2004. His gifted music lives on. Do not stand at my grave and weep; I am not there, I do not sleep. I am a thousand winds that blow; I am the diamond glints on snow. I am the sunlight on ripened grain; I am the gentle autumn's rain. When you awaken in the morning's hush; I am the swift uplifting rush; Of quiet birds in circled flight; I am the stars that shine at night. Do not stand at my grave and cry; I am not there, I did not die. Sadly missed and always remembered by wife Betty Published in the Windsor Star on 6/7/2005.