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A memory, and a memorial



Dad and I didnt have too many heart-to-heart talks; neither of us was
terribly good at communicating with the other. But thats made the few
conversations I did have with him, just the two of us, talking about things
that really mattered, stand out in my head.
Something that has played over and over in my mind in the time since
Dads gone is when he turned over a sand timer I had and told me, Every
grain that falls down is one grain of time youre never going to get back. I
thought I was so smart in those daysI turned the timer right back up and
said, Of course you can. The realization has come to me, too late, and when
too many of those grains have been lost, that no, you cant get them back.
And that you would give anything in the world to be able to--and that it
won't do you any good.
I used to think of him whenever I'd read these words by Dylan Thomas:
"And you my father, there on the sad height; Curse, bless me now, with
your fierce tears I pray. Do not go gentle into that good night; Rage, rag
against the dying of the light."
But on his 10th death anniversary, I've found another verse for him, to
describe just what his going has meant to us as a family. By W.H. Auden this
time:
"The stars are not wanted now, put out every one.
Pack up the moon, dismantle the sun,
Pour away the ocean, and sweep up the wood,
For nothing now can ever come to any good."