Eulogy for Harold C. Bohn It is death that has brought us here. The death of a good and gentle man. We are here today, all of us, because this good and gentle man found his way into our hearts, and somehow, in ways unique to each of us, ennobled us with the gift of his life. We dare not let this moment pass, even in our grief, without trying to find the words to express our sense of loss and to remind ourselves that while he was with us we knew ourselves to be graced by that mystery of humane otherness without which our own lives are diminished, even starved. Indeed, we dare not let this moment pass, even in our grief, without trying to find the words to celebrate, with deep thanksgiving, this truly human life that was lived out among us, that touched us deeply and, in touching us, brought us a little closer to the heart of things. I knew Harold Bohn only briefly. Yet, in Ms openness I came to