Old Order Mennonite Memoirs

"Just Think." That's what Robert W. Service named his combination of rhyming words and Charles P. Hargrave gave the words a tune. Or maybe the tune came before the words. I don't know which came first but I do know 82 years later we sang the song together at my friend's house on Tuesday evening, Nov. 24.

"Just think, some night the stars will gleam,

Upon a cold, gray stone

And trace a name with silver beam

And lo, 'twill be your own.

That night is speeding on to greet

Your epitaphic rhyme,

Your life is but a little beat

Within the heart of time.

A little gain, a little pain,

A laugh lest you m...