Bill
Today would have been Bill’s 67th birthday; next Saturday would have been my dad’s 69th. I still miss them both, so much, every day.
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(Originally posted February 19, 2006) Bill, yesterday: “I told my doctor I was more interested in quality of life, and not longevity. I kind of assumed he’d understand that ‘quality of life’ meant, you know, fucking walking.” Sometimes you just have to laugh, because the crying would kill you.
(Originally posted on May 2, 2007) He died about a month ago While winter filled the air And though I cried I was so proud To love a man so rare. He’s somewhere on the ocean now, That’s where he ought to be With one hand on the starboard rail He’s waving back at me. [...]
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(Originally posted June 2, 2005) The roads we’ve driven All the stories we could tell If it all blows up and goes to hell I wish that we could sit upon the bed in some hotel And listen to the stories we could tell -Jimmy Buffet He glanced at the sleeping child in the passenger [...]
(Originally posted on April 4, 2007) You think You think to yourself, this sucks. And it does. You think to yourself, this isn’t fair. And it isn’t. You think to yourself that this man next to you is getting, as Neil wrote, what everyone gets. A lifetime. How much longer is it going to be? [...]
(Originally posted on May 21, 2007) Transcend this Here’s a Bill story that I couldn’t tell at his memorial service. When I was in the 11th grade, I went to P.K. Yonge Laboratory School. (I think they’ve since replaced “Laboratory” with “Developmental Research”; makes the kids feel less like lab rats.) My English teacher was [...]
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