June 27, 2011

The Last Day

Tomorrow is my uncle's funeral. I am not at my family's side as they honor this much beloved man, but I can do this. I can remember the last day I saw the man himself, in the summer of 2008, and I can share my impressions of that day, which I will never forget. The poem and the songs are not mine, of course, but the photographs are. I will not tag these photographs, but if you recognize yourself or your friends and family in any of them, and want me to take them down, I will do so immediately. It would not do for me to offer respect to one of my family by inadvertently offering disrespect to one of yours.



To those of my family who find internet navigation a little confusing: If you want to know what I was listening to while I was putting together this album, click the links between the pictures. Right-click to open YouTube in a new window if you want to listen while you look at the photos; or you can click the link to go to YouTube, and then click back to return to the blog.


Oh! I have slipped the surly bonds of Earth
And danced the skies on laughter-silvered wings;
Sunward I've climbed, and joined the tumbling mirth
Of sun-split clouds, — and done a hundred things
You have not dreamed of — wheeled and soared and swung
High in the sunlit silence. Hov'ring there,
I've chased the shouting wind along, and flung
My eager craft through footless halls of air. . . .
Up, up the long, delirious burning blue
I've topped the wind-swept heights with easy grace
Where never lark, or ever eagle flew —
And, while with silent, lifting mind I've trod
The high untrespassed sanctity of space,
Put out my hand, and touched the face of God.

 ~ High Flight, John Gillespie Magee Jr.











2 comments:

Tawandalou said...
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Tawandalou said...

Lovely tribute. We'll miss you and your girl tomorrow, dearest cousin.