I’ve been away for a bit, for reasons explained here, and I’ll be blogging lightly the rest of the week, but after that will probably be basically offline until 2007. I’ll post some surprises to keep you busy, but let’s face it, it’s the quiet time of year. Which doesn’t mean it can’t be the shittiest time of the year. My grandfather died 15 years ago on January 2. My uncle Joel died on December 16th of this year.
I’ve been lucky enough to meet a lot of famous and talented people, but despite that some of the most amazing people on earth are the ones who don’t end up in history books, the people who just touch our lives and teach us how to live. My grandfather taught me to enjoy the flight of a hawk in a gray winter sky, the carving of a sassafras knot, and much else. Joel taught me to smell the notes of blackberry in a glass of red wine, and to worry about the safety of others without letting it ruin what you were trying to protect.
These people don’t get written up in history books, so they live on in how we remember them and how we live our lives. This holiday, I encourage you all to remember these people, to pass on the memories. Their lessons were well taught.