Rev. Peter J. Gomes dies at 68 | Harvard Gazette.
The link above opens dozens of photographs posted by the Harvard Gazette; they compiled a spectacular series of pictures from Peter’s decades at Harvard.
WBUR Gomes Memorial Comment
The memorial service was both beautiful and painful. There was a reception afterwards at the faculty club. I planned to spend a few minutes and stayed more than an hour. Hundreds of people, many who arrived from all parts of the world, meeting and instantly bonding with stories and memories of Peter.
. . . Build thee more stately mansions, O my soul,
As the swift seasons roll!
Leave thy low-vaulted past!
Let each new temple, nobler than the last,
Shut thee from heaven with a dome more vast,
Till thou at length art free,
Leaving thine outgrown shell by life’s unresting sea!
Last verse of The Chambered Nautilus, the poem Rev. Gomes read at the opening of the new American wing of Boston’s Museum of Fine Arts in November. He has suffered a stroke and is now in rehab. My uncle, Harry V. Richardson, was a mentor of Peter’s when he was a young chaplain at Tuskeegee and later.