Friday, April 8, 2005
Respect and honor to them all
I didn't know that there's an apocryphal sense that deaths come in clusters, but apparently there is (read about it here) and it definitely makes me feel (only a little bit) better to know it's not just a huge hovering cloud near me. (Yeah, yeah, I know: it's not about me.) What a couple of weeks, though. From the famous (Johnny Cochran, Teresa Schiavo, the Pope, Prince Rainier, Frank Perdue (hey, he changed food distribution), to the middle/literary famous (Frank Conroy, Saul Bellow, Robert Creeley), to two acquaintances (J.M. and S.K. - names abbreviated because they can't voice their willingness to be included), and a terminally ill friend. I've always loved obituaries because they convey so vividly that history is made entirely by people doing what they do. But it's too darn much all at once. May they all rest in peace and may they put in good words for us too.

If there is a heaven, they must be having one helluva party right now. Here's an idea - you know the idea that you get to draw up the "guest list" for your welcoming reception when you go to heaven? Who would be on yours?

Labels: ,

Permalink | | posted by jau at 11:49 AM


1 more:
Blogger Nana Sadie — at 4:35 PM, April 10, 2005:
Wow, good question! I'd have to include all those members of my family who've gone on before me. But then: Jack Kennedy, Martin Luther King, Jr., Susan B. Anthony, Elizabeth Cady Stanton, Sojourner Truth, my elderly former neighbor Lena (her purple red hair would be a conversation starter!), Thomas Jefferson, Henry David Thoreau, Ralph Waldo Emerson, Beethoven, Mozart, Monet. Can we have a dinner party? Sit down, of course, so we can have a long conversation...
 

< home >


Post a Comment

< home