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In
Memoriam

When We Wear The Gloves
When we wear the gloves, a brother has gone from our midst and sailed to golden shores.
When we wear the gloves, a friend has passed the final test and walks through purple doors. The circle has an empty place, a voice will raise no more, the song of fellowship and love, Uplift forevermore, when we wear the gloves.
When we wear the gloves, a light goes from this earthly life, the visor closed again, yet all the heavens open wide to let a new star in. When we wear the gloves, a brother leaves the chapter rolls and moves to other worlds
For when we say our last goodbye, he walks on streets of Pearl.
by
Bro. Carver Portlock

Omega Chapter
2023
Bro. Dr. Calvin S. Morris
Fall 1960
Twenty Strong
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