What Did You Do Today? What are you doing today? v.2.0

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swiftdog2.0

I tell you one and one makes three...
Mar 16, 2010
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Today, I mourn. If you're a FB friend, you may have already read this.
__________

A friend takes ill, and you want to be there, but visitations aren't the order of the day. The family sets up a CaringBridge account, which isn't a good sign. But you stay on top of the news and talk with mutual friends about the sudden onset and hope desperately for the best. You look for the day when you can clink beer cans with him and say, "Boy, wasn't that a scare."

Your friend is one with a ready smile and laugh, bereft of ego, entirely generous, completely devoted to the loving family that he nurtured so well. The friend is an avid outdoorsman, which you wouldn't guess from his appearance, but he's spent his share of time traipsing, camping, fishing, and hunting through the back country of his beloved Rocky Mountains.

He's wonderfully sharp, a stalwart of his profession and a willing resource for others. It seems like there no area, no minutiae, in his corner of business that he doesn't know about, yet he would be the last one to call himself a fixture in his field. But everyone else knows otherwise.

And then as you get ready for bed, you get one more CaringBridge notification and read the awful news. It's too stunning to react outwardly, although that will come later. You make some calls so other friends hear it personally. No one wants to talk much because you've all been talking in grim, quiet tones about it for the last few days. You exchange a few words and click off to process the unthinkable.

About all that is left for the night is to try to impress upon people what an understated but wonderful presence this man was for so many people and how his passing leaves a hole in the fabric of humanity that cannot be mended, only worked around.

Bill Fischer, husband, father, friend, attorney, outdoorsman, community contributor, and stellar human being, unconditional in the love and friendship that he radiated and received back in full measure because we had no other choice for such a man.

We miss you already, dear friend.

So sorry for your loss.
 

swiftdog2.0

I tell you one and one makes three...
Mar 16, 2010
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Macroverse
Worked, took BrodyDog for a couple of walks, rehearsal for the Showcase.

Tomorrow is work, BrodyDog walks, and watching the Bruins take on the Hurricanes.

Friday I’m getting fitted for custom ear plugs. Need those to keep the dog ears protected while rockin’ out!
 

CoriSCapnSkip

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Jan 16, 2015
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Except for a couple of loads of laundry...to be done after the plumber leaves tomorrow, as the washing machine had some sort of an issue between the third and fourth loads today...I have done all the preparations I am going to for the ravening hordes of barbarians at the gates aka my sisters and one of their husbands. The good thing about the washing machine problem is the kitchen floor is cleaner than it would have been as I had no intention of dealing with that any time in the foreseeable future.
 

Sundrop

Sunny the Great & Wonderful
Jun 12, 2008
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Today, I mourn. If you're a FB friend, you may have already read this.
__________

A friend takes ill, and you want to be there, but visitations aren't the order of the day. The family sets up a CaringBridge account, which isn't a good sign. But you stay on top of the news and talk with mutual friends about the sudden onset and hope desperately for the best. You look for the day when you can clink beer cans with him and say, "Boy, wasn't that a scare."

Your friend is one with a ready smile and laugh, bereft of ego, entirely generous, completely devoted to the loving family that he nurtured so well. The friend is an avid outdoorsman, which you wouldn't guess from his appearance, but he's spent his share of time traipsing, camping, fishing, and hunting through the back country of his beloved Rocky Mountains.

He's wonderfully sharp, a stalwart of his profession and a willing resource for others. It seems like there no area, no minutiae, in his corner of business that he doesn't know about, yet he would be the last one to call himself a fixture in his field. But everyone else knows otherwise.

And then as you get ready for bed, you get one more CaringBridge notification and read the awful news. It's too stunning to react outwardly, although that will come later. You make some calls so other friends hear it personally. No one wants to talk much because you've all been talking in grim, quiet tones about it for the last few days. You exchange a few words and click off to process the unthinkable.

About all that is left for the night is to try to impress upon people what an understated but wonderful presence this man was for so many people and how his passing leaves a hole in the fabric of humanity that cannot be mended, only worked around.

Bill Fischer, husband, father, friend, attorney, outdoorsman, community contributor, and stellar human being, unconditional in the love and friendship that he radiated and received back in full measure because we had no other choice for such a man.

We miss you already, dear friend.
(((((Grandpa))))) So sorry for your loss ♥