returning
09 Jun 2006I am slowly pulling my head back above water, here. Will’s funeral was terrible and wonderful at the same time, as those things tend to be. We should all be so lucky to have such a phenomenally huge and wonderful group of people that care about us, as Will clearly did – and having everyone in town and grieving together made the experience more poignant, but not as difficult as it would have been otherwise. I may or may not have more to say. In the meantime, Aaron wrote this, but don’t read it if you’re in a place where someone will make fun of you for bawling like a baby.
David Maddox made a great post about Will’s time and influence at Watkins, with links to his work.
Last night, Aaron, Daniel, Steve and I got together to play some music, and it was good, and fun, and more than a little cathartic. Remarkably, I remembered how to play my bass, and we managed to fumble through some songs. My fingers hurt.
HI Chris, I didn’t know how to get hold of you so I’m writing you here. I saw your comment on my photo at Volunteer Voter, or something like that, and you had said you knew my son, you thought. Was it Oran or Jon that you knew? Howard