|Gary & Kim, 2008|
It has been three years since your passing, three years of tears and rejuvenation.
Time goes by so damn fast when a family member leaves as if
intentionally as a means to forget and start to heal.
Your soul was fresh and happy until the end when the pain
masked and sublimated into you,
the pain finally winning the battle over life and death.
You were one of those people that other people wanted to know,
you were the happiness bulb that brightened a room
a child in the body of a man with the soul of an angel.
Although not much of a street fighter, when laid flat out in a hospital bed
adorned with tubes and clamps and needles and drips, you were the toughest
scrapper I had ever met. You fought pain the way any father would fight for his family.
The middle of January every year for the past 13 years, that's when the Jekyll Island job is due. We would all meet on the little Georgia Island to deliver the job and take in the sights and aura of the picturesque little port. The Island offered a timely break from the daily grind. Today I finished the Jekyll Island job and your sister and I thought of you much, remembering the times when we gallivanted around the Island like children on holiday without a care in the world.
I gave your sister and extra hug today.
Gary was my brother-in-law and died after a 14 year long battle with cancer,
he was an award winning graphic designer as well as an accomplished artist and cook.
He loved Jekyll Island. He is missed
|Jekyll Island, Georgia aka driftwood beach|