Before and After, Day 6, part 1: People, Flowers and Food

(Start HERE  for full “Before and After” series) This evening we will be at the funeral home greeting friends and family. People and flowers and food flowed into the house. This white flower was one of the first and the most striking in appearance and fragrance. Notice the new Testament and Psalms. Carol and I “lived”…

Before and After Day 6, Remembering Gordon

(Start “Before and After” series here) “The most wasted of days is the one without Laughter!” E.E. Cummings To prepare for the Memorial Service tomorrow, Galen gathers us together in the living room and asks us to think of the words that come to mind as we think about Gordon. There is lots of laughter…

Before and After, Day 5, part 1: Picking Up His things

(Start HERE  for full “Before and After” series) I go with Carol to pick up his “things.” Four days later and they’re still soaking wet. (Yes, those are his shoes.) Soaked – everything, even his wallet. Carol looks through everything, her hands shaking. “He didn’t even eat his Skittles.” There are wet matches, his wallet, and…

Before and After Day 3, part 1, Lost, Found, Gone

(Start HERE for full “Before and After” series) Tuesday, November 8, 2005 – He’s gone 4:30 am Carol calls to tell us things do not look good and they are airlifting him to Billings. She says we should plan to come and I wonder why. I still don’t believem but for the first time I am…

Before and After, Day 2: The Search

(Start “Before and After” series HERE) I remember a few vignette’s from the day, but very little of how I felt. Mostly I was numb.T he possibilities were too terrible to contemplate. I wake up – How did I sleep – denial? I am to facilitate a small conference call at 9:00 am, but I…

Before and After, Day 1

It’s the 7th anniversary of an event that became a “before and after” event in my life. Seven years ago my brother, Gordon, was hunting in the mountains, got lost, and was not found before he died of hypothermia. As this website is a place for me to record my journey for me and for…