Over the years we looked forward to seeing certain handles pop up on our computer screen, handles like the ones belonging to the faces on this page. Those we have lost remain in our hearts and memories...and are fondly remembered here.
Sweet dreams attend thee in thy sleep,
Sleep well, my love, on night's dark breast,
To make a prairie it takes a clover
and one bee,
One clover and a bee,
The revery alone will do,
If bees are few.