In Memoriam “And when great souls die,after a period peace blooms,slowly and alwaysirregularly. Spaces fill with a kind of soothing electric vibration. Our senses, restored, never to be the same, whisper to us. They existed. They existed. We can be. Be and be better. For they existed.” - Maya Agelou, Excerpt from “When Great Trees Fall” Joe FernandezSheila High KingHon. Walter R. StoneHon. William C. Clifton, Sr.