University Public Worship An Interfaith Service of Remembrance Sunday, October, 15, 2017 Stanford Memorial Church 1 A Time to Remember It is only fitting that, as Jane and Leland Stanford paid tribute to their son, Leland, Jr., by conceptualizing and building Stanford University, we return to Stanford Memorial Church, a place of peace and beauty, to remember those we appreciated and loved during our days here. By remembering them on this day, we honor their memory and keep them in our hearts. From our very first days on campus, through our early days as graduates and into the later years of our lives, we grew close and kept each other company through the challenges and joys, the triumphs and the tragedies, the anxieties and excitement. For these reasons, we so dearly miss our fellow Stanford companions who are no longer with us. May each one be remembered “from the foothills to the bay.” 2 Table of Contents University Public Worship…………………………………………………………………………….4 Stanford University Faculty………………………………………………………………………….11 Class of 1952……………………………………………………………………………………………..12 Class of 1957……………………………………………………………………………………………..17 Class of 1962……………………………………………………………………………………………..21 Class of 1967……………………………………………………………………………………………..23 Class of 1972……………………………………………………………………………………………..24 Class of 1977……………………………………………………………………………………………..25 Class of 1982……………………………………………………………………………………………..26 Class of 1987……………………………………………………………………………………………..26 Class of 1992……………………………………………………………………………………………..27 Class of 1997……………………………………………………………………………………………..27 Class of 2002……………………………………………………………………………………………..27 Class of 2007……………………………………………………………………………………………..27 Class of 2012……………………………………………………………………………………………..27 3 Stanford Memorial Church University Public Worship October 15, 2017 10:00 a.m. An Interfaith Service of Remembrance OPENING VOLUNTARY Grand Plein Jeu Louis-Nicolas Clérambault (1976 – 1749 WELCOME The Rev. Professor Jane Shaw *Please Stand. HYMN Come Build With Us a House of Prayer 1. Come build with us a house of prayer: 3. Let all the light that fills this place bring joy, bring grief, bring praise. a greater light bestow, Bring every passion, need and care the shining of an inward grace we human beings raise: that leads the heart to know: our thirst for faith, our questioning, each building built by human hands our wordless, yearning sighs, in time to dust returns the hymns and anthems that we sing but in God’s heart a temple stands for all that God supplies. that never falls or burns. 2. Then let the temple of the heart Text: Thomas Troeger find here in stone and steel Tune: Ellacombe a sign and symbol that impart the wonder that we feel: a thankfulness surpassing speech at knowing we survive because God’s strong, attentive reach has kept this church alive. PRAYER OF THE DAY Responses of the people are in bold Come into this place of peace and let its silence heal your spirit; Come into this place of memory and let its history warm your soul; Come into this place of prophecy and power and let its vision change your heart. Amen. -William F. Schulz Please be seated. 4 *You may be seated if it is too difficult to remain standing. READING Deuteronomy 34: 1 – 12 Bill Huck, ‘72 Then Moses went up from the plains of Moab to Mount Nebo, to the top of Pisgah, which is opposite Jericho, and the Lord showed him the whole land: Gilead as far as Dan, all Naphtali, the land of Ephraim and Manasseh, all the land of Judah as far as the Western Sea, the Negeb, and the Plain—that is, the valley of Jericho, the city of palm trees—as far as Zoar. The Lord said to him, ‘This is the land of which I swore to Abraham, to Isaac, and to Jacob, saying, “I will give it to your descendants”; I have let you see it with your eyes, but you shall not cross over there.’ Then Moses, the servant of the Lord, died there in the land of Moab, at the Lord’s command. He was buried in a valley in the land of Moab, opposite Beth-peor, but no one knows his burial place to this day. Moses was one hundred and twenty years old when he died; his sight was unimpaired and his vigour had not abated. The Israelites wept for Moses in the plains of Moab for thirty days; then the period of mourning for Moses was ended. Joshua son of Nun was full of the spirit of wisdom, because Moses had laid his hands on him; and the Israelites obeyed him, doing as the Lord had commanded Moses. Never since has there arisen a prophet in Israel like Moses, whom the Lord knew face to face. He was unequalled for all the signs and wonders that the Lord sent him to perform in the land of Egypt, against Pharaoh and all his servants and his entire land, and for all the mighty deeds and all the terrifying displays of power that Moses performed in the sight of all Israel. READING Matthew 22: 34 – 40 Ellen Merrick Petrill, ‘77 When the Pharisees heard that he had silenced the Sadducees, they gathered together, and one of them, a lawyer, asked him a question to test him. ‘Teacher, which commandment in the law is the greatest?’ He said to him, ‘ “You shall love the Lord your God with all your heart, and with all your soul, and with all your mind.” This is the greatest and first commandment. And a second is like it: “You shall love your neighbour as yourself.” On these two commandments hang all the law and the prophets.’ MUSIC Pastorale Eric Ewazen Jake Gold, French Horn, ’18 (b. 1954) Tiffany Jiang, Flute, ’19, Vivian Lou, Piano, ‘19 READING In Memoriam (XXV) Bella Shen Garnett, ‘97 Alfred, Lord Tennyson I know that this was Life, the track Nor could I weary, heart or limb, whereon with equal feet we fared; When mighty love could cleave in twain And then, as now, the day prepared The lading of a single pain The daily burden for the back. And part it, giving half to him. But this it was that made me move As light as carrier-birds in air; I loved the weight I had to bear, Because it needed help of love: *Please Stand 5 HYMN O God Whom We Praise (A Singing Faith #1) All rights reserved. Reprinted under OneLicense.net #A-712649. 6 Please be seated. READING “Sit Back, Relax” Paige Arnof-Fenn, ‘87 Rita Dove’s On the Bus with Rosa Park Lord, Lord. No rest for the wicked? Most likely no heating pads. (Heat some gravy for the potatoes, slice a little green pepper into the pinto beans...) Sometimes a body just plain grieves. Stand by me in this, my hour SERMON Remembering The Rev. Professor Jane Shaw ANTHEM They Are At Rest Edward Elgar (1857 – 1934) They are at rest. We may not stir the heav'n of their repose By rude invoking voice, or prayer addrest in waywardness to those Who in the mountain grots of Eden lie, and hear the fourfold river as it murmurs by. READING In Memory of Alfred Hassler Kim Bluitt, ‘92 by Thích Nhấ t Hạ nh This Body is not you. You are life without boundaries. You have never been born, you will never die. We have always been glad together and will always be. We see you now and hold your hand in ours. My body is one body with all the species. Alfred! Your true body is visible to us. We see you smiling your wonderful smile. Let us look at the magnolia flowers in Shadowcliff. RITE OF REMEMBRANCE The Rev. Dr. Joanne Sanders You are sovereign; And so the world is firmly established clothed with goodness; and it cannot be moved. dressed in strength. 7 You, addressed by the world’s voice But more than the thunder of the waters, are firmly established from the first more than the thumping of the seas is you. and before and after the first. Your witness is steadfast. The rivers have been lifted. Your house is ever whole. The rivers’ cries, the rivers’ shouts have Even past the end of time. been lifted. The rivers have lifted their dark waves. Psalm 93, Norman Fischer, Opening to You; Zen-Inspired translation of the Psalm CANDLE LIGHTING IN HONOR OF THE DECEASED ALUMNI ANTHEM Domine Jesu Christe Henry Ley (1887 – 1962) Lord Jesus Christ, who created, redeemed, and preordained me to be this that I am, you know what you wish to do with me; do with me in accordance with your will, with mercy. Amen. *Please stand. STANFORD HYMN Where the rolling foothills rise Tender vistas ever new Up t'wards mountains higher, Thru'the arches meet the eyes, Where at eve the Coast Range lies, Where the red roofs rim the blue In the sunset fire, Of the sun-steeped skies, Flushing deep and paling; Fleck'd with cloudlets sailing, Here we raise our voices hailing Here we raise our voices hailing Thee, our Alma Mater. Thee, our Alma Mater. REFRAIN REFRAIN: From the foothills to the bay, When the moonlight-bathed arcade It shall ring, Stands in evening calms, As we sing,; When the light wind half afraid It shall ring and float away; Whispers in the palms, Hail, Stanford, Hail! Far off swelling failing, Hail, Stanford, Hail! Student voices glad are hailing Thee, our Alma Mater. REFRAIN BENEDICTION You are invited to be seated to enjoy the closing voluntary after the clergy have departed. CLOSING VOLUNTARY Dialogue sur les grands jeux Clérambault 8 ANNOUNCEMENTS WE WARMLY WELCOME all Stanford alumni to University Public Worship this morning! A WARM WELCOME AND THANK YOU to today’s readers – all Stanford alumni: Bill Huck, ‘72 Ellen Merrick Petrill, ‘77 Bella Shen Garnett, ‘97 Paige Arnof-Fenn, ‘97 Kim Bluitt, ‘92 THANK YOU to Leslie Winick, Director, Class and Reunions of the Stanford Alumni Association, for her assistance in coordinating today’s service.