I Always Thought Id See Her Again
Non also many days ago I "updated my Facebook status" past proverb the very worst part of growing older, bar none, is how many people you know who pass abroad. Today I was forcefully reminded why I feel this way. On one manus, I had a great fourth dimension coming together up with my BFF from high schoolhouse, Karla (and she bought me lunch!). Just the real reason we were convening was to attend the memorial service of the husband of some other BFF, Elaine. Today in that location was standing-room-simply in the quaint country church at Pleasant Ridge south of Yellville, AR. Most (including Karla and I) were wearing Arkansas Razorbacks or St. Louis Cardinals (or both) attire in award of Joe McLean's honey of those teams. I call back it helped us all become through our grief a little more than easily to be able to share that…and Joe would have loved it. It'south most like he planned it. Conspicuously Elaine and the remainder of Joe's family knew him, and his love of those teams, well.
I first have to say…this was i of the virtually perfect services I've ever attended. I thought my Mom's funeral was amazing considering Clayton Cunningham had been ane of her starting time grade students and Mom had taught him to read so he was able to personalize information technology the way she would accept wanted. Merely Shawn Beavers did an amazing job honoring Joe….opening with a guitar solo from one of Joe'south favorites (Tom Piddling) I Won't Back Down and closing with a song from another of Joe'south favorites (Bob Dylan) I Shall Exist Released. And among the other stories, words, funny memories and fifty-fifty Shawn sharing the Razorback fight song from his phone…it was perfect. I was in awe of the force shown by Joe and Elaine's son, Aaron, who spoke, followed later by Joe'southward widow, and my loftier school friend/college roommate, Elaine, who spoke with such kindness, forcefulness and grace.
I left there having reconnected with people I loved in high school and however practice. We've all got more wrinkles, gray hair (or less hair), saggy bodies. I don't give a rat's donkey. In my mind's eye, they're still the boys and girls who I cherished and always will. And, equally e'er, we say "Nosotros have to get together at times other than this, when we've lost someone."
I went home from there and got to looking for a photo of "Joe Absurd." The just one I could notice was from our school yearbooks. I shared information technology on Facebook. Simply I kept looking through that yearbook, which was from my inferior yr at YSHS. And I came across a photograph of my friends, Pam and Johnnie, who had been voted "wittiest" that year, a photo which I besides posted on FB, partly considering they were both funny every bit all go-out simply also considering they are both gone at present.
Karla responded that she thought of a vocal today that reminded her of them. It wasn't the one I was thinking of. And I went all that way around to tell you lot this.
Pam Copeland and I became friends when I was a sophomore and she was a junior at Yellville. Nosotros grew closer equally friends in the next year. She was really funny but she was kind of a "behind the scenes kind of gal." I never even realized how much so until tonight when I was looking through the yearbook to observe photos of her. They're just aren't many. But anybody loved her.
She was a year ahead of me in schoolhouse (same class equally Joe Cool!). Sadly she died but a few years after loftier school graduation in a car accident. At the time, I had dropped out of college (took me several tries before it "took") and was working as a secretarial assistant for Homestead Realty in Mount Home. I don't remember the date….it'south actually not important hither. Only it was probably mid afternoon and I got a telephone call at work from my Mom (this was earlier cell phones). She asked me if I had heard near Pam. I casually asked "heard what?" Then Mom told me well-nigh Pam's death. It hit me hard. I was probably 19 years old. I didn't know what to do. I asked my bosses, Richard Morton ad Bob McNabb, if I could leave a little early on (didn't even tell them why, best I call up). I went out to my car…I do recollect information technology was a used brown Ford Galaxy 500 "country yacht" my Granddaddy Lester had helped me buy. I got into the car, turned on the ignition and, as always, the radio was on. The vocal just beginning to play was James Taylor's" Fire and Rain." I sat there and sobbed. To this day, over 40 years later, I never hear that song without thinking of Pam.
And today, it reminds me of so many others I love who are no longer with u.s.. Joe joins those ranks. Only in accolade and retention of all of them, here are the lyrics:
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"Just yesterday morning, they let me know you were gone.
Suzanne, the plans they made put an end to you.
I walked out this morning and I wrote downwardly this song,
I just can't remember who to send it to.
I've seen fire and I've seen rain. I've seen sunny days that I thought would never stop.
I've seen solitary times when I could non discover a friend, simply I e'er thought that I'd see you lot again.
Won't you await downwards upon me, Jesus, Yous've got to help me make a stand up.
Yous've only got to run into me through another day.
My body's agonized and my time is at hand and I won't brand it whatsoever other manner.
Oh, I've seen burn down and I've seen rain. I've seen sunny days that I thought would never end.
I've seen alone times when I could non find a friend, just I always thought that I'd see you again.
Been walking my mind to an piece of cake fourth dimension, my back turned towards the sun.
Lord knows when the cold current of air blows it'll plow your caput around.
Well, there'southward hours of time on the telephone line to talk about things to come.
Sweet dreams and flying machines in pieces on the ground.
Oh, I've seen burn and I've seen rain. I've seen sunny days that I thought would never end.
I've seen lonely times when I could not find a friend,
but I always thought that I'd run into you lot baby, 1 more time again, at present.
Thought I'd run into you one more time again.
There's just a few things coming my way this time around, now.
Idea I'd run across you, idea I'd see y'all, fire and pelting, now."
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And then hither's my point (sorry it took me so long to become here)…If you're similar me, nosotros always think we'll see them again. But sometimes, time cheats usa. So don't await. Go run across those y'all need to. Call those you lot need to. Hug those you need to. And, in a higher place all, say "I dearest you" to those you demand to.
Peace.
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