What a field day for the heat
A thousand people in the street
Singing songs and carrying signs
Mostly saying, "hooray for our side"

Wednesday, February 4, 2015


There's still a lot we don't know about my Dad's death. One thing I have learned is in his later years he converted to Catholicism. I hope he was able to find the peace, forgiveness, and community he probably was looking for. There will be no funeral or memorial service. He was or will be cremated and returned to the Earth in the garden at the church he attended. I doubt we will learn the actual date that happens.

So this one is for Dad. No matter what he might have thought in his mind, I'm still his son.

"And I am not frightened of dying, any day will do, I don't mind. Why should I be frightened of dying? There's no reason for it, you've gotta go sometime."

"If you can hear this whispering you are dying."

"I never said I was frightened of dying."


Jen Berlyoung said...

I'm really sorry for your loss, Steve. I can relate to your feelings surrounding everything. Relationships are complicated, that's for sure.


Steve Buchheit said...

Thanks, Jen. It is a complicated thing, when it should be simple. But then, family always complicates things.