Eyes of a Friend

Life with companion animals

Thoughts after Thanksgiving

on November 28, 2009

“The living get to decide when the dead are gone” — from an article by EJ Montini in the AZ Republic. I guess that explains why my brother, Dick, and my grade-school friend, David, are still with me.

Two other grade-school friends both shared their reluctance to remove David’s name from their email address book, and I told them both that I couldn’t do it either — not yet. I also have my brother’s phone number in my PDA and my cellphone. Do I expect to contact Dick by phone? Do I expect to reach David by email? Of course not, but erasing their contact info is like erasing part of their memory. It is NOT part of them or part of their memory, but it FEELS like I would be erasing THEM if I hit the delete button. I’ll do it eventually, and it won’t really reduce my memory of them, but it will be that one more step to acknowledging that they are gone, and I’m not in a hurry to do that.


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