October 12, 2012

  • I’ll plant a new tree in the Spring

    As some of you know, I go on and on about trimming Robbie’s tree.

    It’s a beautiful dwarf crabapple (not that Rob was crabbie in any sense) You’ll also remember that some years back, when the tree was only a few years old, a series of winter storms caused damage to this tree. The damage was hidden until the spring thaw. The weight of the snow, nearly as deep as the tree was tall, left a very obvious gap where a young vibrant branch had been torn from the trunk. Thus it became Robbie’s tree, in memory of the way Robbie has been torn from our lives.

    Yesterday, I received the news that my Dad had passed away in Florida. He chose to go home, quietly, in his sleep at just about the same time as my Mom did twelve and a quarter years ago today… exactly… on my dear brother, his only son’s birthday. Bro spent the entire evening sitting, just sitting in his truck. 

    I’m still numb.

    Today begins the process of bringing Dad home. He will be placed “in the wall” with Mom at the Gerald B.H. Solomon Saratoga National Cemetary. It’s a national veteran’s military cemetery  We will watch with sadness and pride as the Military Honor Guard fires a 21 gun salute and Taps is blown for the last time.

    And in the Spring…

    I’ll plant a new tree

     

     

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