As I had spoken from the pulpit for many years running, updating the math:
If you began attending or visiting the UU Church of Ft. Lauderdale after June 26, 2010 (the date of David Fisher’s passing, at the age of 81), you may be wondering who he was and why this service is a memorial to him. During Coffee Hour after today’s service, you should approach one of our long-term members and ask them to tell you a David Fisher story.
In the meantime, here’s the 75-words-or-less answer: David Fisher graduated college with a philosophy degree, he did two years of Army service, he was a doctor (practicing internal medicine), he was a minister, he was a college professor, he was a psychiatrist, he was a member of our Sunday Services Committee, and he was our choir director from 2003-2009. He was a brother, a father, a grandfather… and he was in a long-term committed relationship with his partner Paul.
Rev. Gail (our previous minister) said "he was one of the most graceful, gracious, grace-filled people I ever met” with the "unique ability to live lightly in the world and have great impact. He was a minister in every aspect of his life.”
David and I shared a love of verse… and his annual poetry service was always a spiritual experience. I had volunteered to help coordinate the last one (April 2010) since David’s health issues were becoming a factor… and he had actually been in the hospital the week before the service. However, he pushed to be discharged the day prior, which made our collaboration even more inspiring and joyful…
In his absence, this is my ninth year coordinating, and I am beyond honored to have taken up the baton, to make sure this service remains an annual event.
However, this service is about so much more than poetry. We here at the UUCFL are rich: in tradition (remember Noralee’s cat poems?)… in community (look how many of you chose to attend and/or participate)… and in memories (David Fisher would be proud).
SONG: Poetic Justice by Buddy Mondlock and Tom Kimmel
BOOK: The Carrying by Ada Limón (here's a wonderful interview with the poet, who was new to me before Sunday's service... 💖)
POEM: This Day, O Soul by Walt Whitman
This day, O soul, I give you a wondrous mirror;
Long in the dark, in tarnish and cloud it lay—But the cloud
has pass'd, and the tarnish gone;
…Behold, O soul! it is now a clean and bright mirror,
Faithfully showing you all the things of the world.
QUOTE(S): "Who knows anyway what it is, that wild, silky part of ourselves without which no poem can live?" ~ Mary Oliver
"Poetry is the journal of the sea animal living on land, wanting to fly in the air. Poetry is a search for syllables to shoot at the barriers of the unknown and the unknowable. Poetry is a phantom script telling how rainbows are made and why they go away." ~ by Carl Sandburg
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