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Today makes 38 years since my father died, and eight years since my friend Andrea's father died. (Andrea's parents hosted me for a few days when I visited England in 1989. They were kind to me.)
My friend Janina just marked the four-month anniversary of her husband's passing on the 27th, and yesterday would have been their 44th wedding anniversary.
On Thursday my friend Patches's mother died. She was a single parent to Patches and her brother for most of their lives. She was also one of the first U.S. graduate students, back in the 1960s, to obtain permission to use a computer programming language (FORTRAN) toward her foreign-language requirement for her Ph.D. I will attend her funeral via Zoom on Monday in order to save the in-person seats for her family and her friends who knew her (I met her only once). Monday would also have been Dad's 103rd birthday.
And then of course last night Chadwick Boseman's death was announced. 43, so young, and from colon cancer. (Two of my uncles died of colon cancer, but they were in their 70s. Our congregation's music director was diagnosed with stage 4 colon cancer a dozen or so years ago, but he is ... still our congregation's music director, with great zest for life.)
So, yeah, the end of August is always tough. But this one, really.
Over and out.
My friend Janina just marked the four-month anniversary of her husband's passing on the 27th, and yesterday would have been their 44th wedding anniversary.
On Thursday my friend Patches's mother died. She was a single parent to Patches and her brother for most of their lives. She was also one of the first U.S. graduate students, back in the 1960s, to obtain permission to use a computer programming language (FORTRAN) toward her foreign-language requirement for her Ph.D. I will attend her funeral via Zoom on Monday in order to save the in-person seats for her family and her friends who knew her (I met her only once). Monday would also have been Dad's 103rd birthday.
And then of course last night Chadwick Boseman's death was announced. 43, so young, and from colon cancer. (Two of my uncles died of colon cancer, but they were in their 70s. Our congregation's music director was diagnosed with stage 4 colon cancer a dozen or so years ago, but he is ... still our congregation's music director, with great zest for life.)
So, yeah, the end of August is always tough. But this one, really.
Over and out.
