Iron Mountain ski jump

Iron Mountain ski jump

Saturday, December 10, 2016


A number of old friends gathered this week for a Christmas party. It was too far away for us to go, but Jim Bortell took the trouble to email me to say, “You were remembered fondly.”

That’s what I do each morning, as I drink my coffee before the winter sun has bested the horizon, fondly remember my friends who have passed on. As we spend time together, through the gift and miracle of memory, I am reminded by my fond remembrances of them of who I am, for we are defined and identified by our relationships.

I cannot think of anything better, in life or in death, than to be remembered fondly by old friends.


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