A Celebration of the Life of
Sandra Jeanne Wheat Price
February 7, 1943 – July 17, 2009
Unitarian Church of Hinsdale, Hinsdale, Illinois
11 am, August 8, 2009
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Prelude
Pavane Pour Une Infante Defunte Maurice Ravel
Welcome
Interlude
The Tapestry Text: William Blake Music: Audrey Snyder
Celebration Singers: Julia Beckman, Director
Perspectives
Interlude
Chanson from Suite Antique John Rutter
Carolyn May, flute; Chris Garofalo, piano
Remembering
Judy Mullan, sister
Jean Marie Linhart, student
Ellie Marquez, colleague
Pat Chapman, friend
Jeff Price, son
Matt Price, son
Larry Price, husband
Hymn #311
Let It Be a Dance Ric Masten
Eulogy
Closing
Postlude
“Miroirs” La Vallee des Cloches Maurice Ravel
Reverend Edward Searl, Minister
Chris Garofalo, Piano
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After the service, there will be a reception downstairs, in the Alice Warren room. You are invited to join in conversation and community with the rest of Sandy’s family and friends.
We hope you will enjoy the collage of photographs that highlight many different aspects and times in Sandy’s life.
We ask that you share your own thoughts, feelings and recollections of Sandy. There will be pieces of paper and pens provided to allow you to record your contribution. Once you are done, the paper can be posted near an appropriate photo in the collage or deposited in the baskets provided.
At the end of the reception, all of the pictures and writings will be gathered together into a memory book that will be one record of Sandy’s life. We are glad and grateful for all your contributions.
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The greatest name will perish from human history, the finest monument crumble into dust, and the time will come when our names will be lost and our places know us no more. Yet we shall survive in the memories of our friends as long as the remembrance will serve any good purpose, and then our work and thought and influence will mingle with the great ocean of human achievement, and the sum total of that will be something more, and something different from what it would have been without us.
Augusta Chapin
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