Donald Bruce Reynolds

January 10, 1924 – May 1, 2020

Don't cry because it's over; smile because it happened.


We will be holding a service in Don's memory at 1 PM EDT on May 23, 2020. Due to the ongoing pandemic, we will not be able to gather in person. Instead, we will be gathering remotely on YouTube. All who knew Don are invited to join us.

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A service to remember and celebrate the life of
Donald Bruce Reynolds

Prelude: Selections from Don's favorite show tunes
  • “Some Enchanted Evening”
  • “How Are Things in Glocca Marra?”
  • “The Way You Look Tonight”
Greeting, scripture, homily, and prayer
Rev. Jim Bell
Reading of “Sally Kiss'd Me” by Leigh Hunt
Laurie Reynolds
Requested for inclusion in his memorial service by Don in January 2020
Sally kiss'd me when we met,
Jumping from the chair she sat in;
Time, you thief, who love to get
Sweets into your list, put that in!
Say I'm weary, say I'm sad,
Say that health and wealth have miss'd me,
Say I'm growing old, but add,
Sally kiss'd me.
Musical Interlude
“Try to Remember”
The Fantasticks
Family remembrance
Mark Reynolds
Remembrances of friends
Sylvain Chevallier
Lori Townsend
Musical Interlude
“Going Home”
Dvořák's New World Symphony
Reading from “Our Town” by Thornton Wilder
David Love
Reading of “In Blackwater Woods” by Mary Oliver
Emily Reynolds
Look, the trees
are turning
their own bodies
into pillars
of light,
are giving off the rich
fragrance of cinnamon
and fulfillment,
the long tapers
of cattails
are bursting and floating away over
the blue shoulders
of the ponds,
and every pond,
no matter what its
name is, is
nameless now.
Every year
everything
I have ever learned
in my lifetime
leads back to this: the fires
and the black river of loss
whose other side
is salvation,
whose meaning
none of us will ever know.
To live in this world
you must be able
to do three things:
to love what is mortal;
to hold it
against your bones knowing
your own life depends on it;
and, when the time comes to let it go,
to let it go.
Memories of Honey
Katy Love
Closing words and benediction
Rev. Jim Bell
Closing hymn
How Great Thou Art
O Lord, my God, when I in awesome wonder
Consider all the worlds Thy Hands have made
I see the stars, I hear the rolling thunder
Thy power throughout the universe displayed

Then sings my soul, my Saviour God, to Thee
How great Thou art, how great Thou art
Then sings my soul, my Saviour God, to Thee
How great Thou art, how great Thou art

And when I think of God, His Son not sparing
Sent Him to die, I scarce can take it in
That on the Cross, my burden gladly bearing
He bled and died to take away my sin

Then sings my soul, my Saviour God, to Thee
How great Thou art, how great Thou art
Then sings my soul, my Saviour God, to Thee
How great Thou art, how great Thou art

When Christ shall come with shout of acclamation
And lead me home, what joy shall fill my heart
Then I shall bow with humble adoration
And then proclaim, my God, how great Thou art

Then sings my soul, my Saviour God, to Thee
How great Thou art, how great Thou art
Then sings my soul, my Saviour God, to Thee
How great Thou art, how great Thou art