(The following poem is in loving memory of my Uncle Bernard who died today. He left behind five loving children, a wife, several grandchildren, and nieces and nephews. Although it has been quite some time since I last saw him, I will miss him forever. I now realize that he will be in a far better place than this for eternity.)     His Journey's Just Begun By Ellen Brenneman     Don't think of him as gone away-- his journey's just begun life holds so many facets this earth is only one.  Just think of him as resting from the sorrows and the tears in a place of warmth and comfort where there are no days and years.  Think how he must be wishing that we could know today how nothing but our sadness can really pass away.  And think of him as living in the hearts of those he touched... for nothing loved is ever lost-- and he was loved so much.