As James takes his first steps today on his final journey, the poem below by Joyce Grenfell is never truer, and was exactly what James would want us all to do. Life Goes On If I should go before the rest of you Break not a flower Nor inscribe a stone Nor when I am gone Speak in a Sunday voice But be the usual selves That I have known Weep if you must Parting is hell But life goes on So…sing as well