PETER STEVENS

(PANDELIS STEFANIDAKIS)

(ΠΑΝΤΕΛΗΣ ΣΤΕΦΑΝΙΔΑΚΗΣ)

24th JULY 1934 - 10th NOVEMBER 2013

Όταν σε παιδική ηλικία άφηνε με λίγα λεφτά το νησί του, την Κάλυμνο, δεν φανταζόταν ότι θα γινόταν ένας από τους πιο διάσημους και πλούσιους Έλληνες της διασποράς. Αγαπημένος από τους συμπατριώτες του και όχι μόνο, εγκατέλειψε αυτόν τον κόσμο με εκείνο το μειδίαμα που τον χαρακτήριζε πάντα, αφήνοντας πίσω του μια τρυφερή - αγαπημένη και άξια οικογένεια. 

Death is nothing at all

Death is nothing at all

i have only slipped away to next room

i am i and you are you

Whatever we were to each other,

That, we still are.

Call me by my old familier name

speak to me in the easy way

which you always used.

Put no didifference into your tone.

Wear no forced air of solemnity or sorrow.

Laught as we always laughet

at the little jokes we enjoyed together.

Play, smile, think of me. Pray for me.

Let my name be ever the household word

that it always was.

Let it be spoken without effect.

Without the trace of a shadow on it.

Life means all that it ever meant

it is the same that it ever was.

There is asolute unbroken continuity.

Why should i be out of mind

bacause i am out of sight?

I am but waiting for you.

For an interval.

Somewhere. Very near.

Just around the corner.

All is well.

Henry Scott Holland