This is your warning. If you are easily grossed out, just stop reading now. Go to another post about cute, fuzzy kittens or something else. While I am sitting at my dining room table, basking in the sun and eating breakfast as I type this, it just attests to my mental instability. You have been [...]
Archive for the ‘Memorials’ Category
12 Oct
Walking the line
I started this post on Wednesday, September 29th. It has taken me this long to feel like I could actually complete it. This is how it began… Sitting in a bar in the Sheraton in Atlanta, Georgia is the last place I expected to be on a Wednesday night. The bar is crowded with people [...]
15 Aug
Aunt Fran’s Burial Weekend
Please see my MobileMe Gallery for the full album of this weekend’s photos. Here is a sprinkling. On Friday, Mom picked me up at iDad’s house and we drove to Bangor to meet up with Sparkles, Life Partner and the two little ones for lunch at the Ground Round. Guess we haven’t been there in [...]
14 Aug
Camp
I’ve come to Maine to visit my family. Another summer burial because the ground is too hard when friends and family pass in the winter. I’ve already told you about my Aunt Fran. Tonight, we had dinner in her honor and tomorrow the family will gather again to lay her to rest in Monson. Lucky [...]
17 Feb
Farewell, Aunt Fran
Yesterday I learned that my Aunt Fran has passed away. Aunt Fran is actually my great aunt, my grandmother’s oldest sister. They were a family of four girls, just like in Little Women. Aunt Fran was Meg, the oldest daughter, responsible and motherly. I felt a connection with Aunt Fran since we were both the [...]
21 Dec
Goodbye and Goodnight, Uncle George
As an adult, I find it curious what triggers the memories of my inner child. I was reminded of two of these triggers today: cigars and chainsaws. Uncle George was not my uncle as defined by my family tree. But he was an uncle in every other sense of the word. Growing up, I don’t [...]
29 Jul
Photos from Frankie’s Memorial Service
I felt a little awkward taking photos at a memorial service, but there were so many memories there. So hopefully, I will be forgiven for that—and for not using a flash, which produced a bunch of blurry photos. I’ve attached a few below, but you can find all of them in My Gallery
29 Jul
Frankie’s memorial service
Usually I go to Maine for the Fourth of July. I used to go for Christmas, but a few years back, Meine Schwester and I started wondering why we went back during the worst weather instead of the best. This year, I came out a little later so that I could attend Frankie’s memorial service. [...]
3 Jul
Errands
I have a day off and I'm not travelling. I think the world may have ended. For those of you who are concerned, don't be. I have plenty of trips scheduled for the next six months. You won't be disappointed in my Four Weddings and a Funeral year. And I'm not kidding. Weddings in Mexico [...]
10 Apr
A Luthier’s Poem
A week ago Friday, my Uncle C decided to leave his brains on the front step of his home. (I’ve contemplated for a week about putting that in gentler terms, but death isn’t warm and fuzzy.) I got the call Saturday morning and at that point, the state police hadn’t completely ruled out my Aunt [...]
