Someone is being kept quite busy “up
there” – and no, I’ve not gone over to the dark side. I
simply enjoy some of the old 2-story images on occasion and the death of my
thoroughly agnostic, yet brilliant father who made sure I didn’t really
believe in it either is one of them.
Dad, at 97 (after 70 years of marriage)
finally let go around midnight last night. I re-read JWM’s “The
Time My Father Died.” I can’t remember if I’d shared it with
Dad, but I know he would have gotten quite the bang out of the pine box story.
He would have preferred a pine box as well, if we weren’t allowed to
simply roll him into a ditch and be done with it.
I imagine few of you would have known him
as he only came with Mom to one Summer program (might have been the big one in ’84)
and cheerfully did his duty setting the Great Hall for breakfast. He’d,
on his own, read most of the “greats” of our history and maintained
a disciplined, albeit rather stoic (or perhaps just west
Blessings to Lynda and her family on a dad
whose picture reminded me of mine and who I can imagine kicking up his heels
with mine now in the “great beyond.”
Bye Dad.
Sunny
Sunny
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