Farewell

I was spending time with friends late yesterday afternoon, snacking on cheese, salami, and eggnog, and listening to a little homemade music, when I got the phone call. Lou Ann's father, Dick Saylor, who had been in the hospital for several days after a major stroke, had just died. Lou Ann and her sister had flown to Texas to be with him and their mother. They were all at his bedside when he died.

Dick's love of theater, literature, and the arts were a major influence on Lou Ann. I know that she and all of her family will miss him greatly.

Back home my eyes fell on photographs of my parents and grandparents, and I was reminded of the many gifts they gave to me.

No time is a good time to lose loved ones, but a death during the Christmas season is especially difficult. But as the old year comes to an end it is a good time to remember fondly all of those important people in our lives who have made a difference, and who have helped guide us along life's path.

Farewell, Dick.