Obituary of Travis Lee Story

He Lives… I cannot think and will not say That he is dead, he is just away. With a cheery smile and a wave of the hand, He has wandered into that better land. And left us thinking how wondrous fair, It must be since he lingers there. And you, oh, you who so fondly yearn For the welcome step and the glad return, Think of him living on, as dear In the land of there as the land of here: Think of him living on, I say, He is not dead, he is just away. Nor is he away from the better part; Away from the eye, but not the heart; And he lingers near to sooth our pain. And teach us that life and death are gain; And he waits on the bright eternal shore For the hand-clasp of love and life once more.