Toonces passed away this past weekend.
Like Heidi, Sugar, and Spicey before him, Toonces, an 18-year family member passed away this morning. I was greeted by a grim-faced Becky after returning from running errands Saturday morning. “I think we need to take Toonces to the vet,” she said euphemistically. For the third time that day, he’d thrown up his food. Unable to keep food down and generally uncomfortable, we both knew it was time. The only time he seemed content anymore was when he was held, like an infant while swaying. It was time.
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Marking the passing of my Mother
This post covers several purposes. As I’ve done in the past, I need to mark major life events here. I also need to get my thoughts out regarding all of the events that led to my Mother’s passing.
You’ll notice I’m not saying ‘want’ above.
This note is much longer, much more emotional than almost anything I’ve dropped here. If you read this, please remember this is entirely therapeutic for me. I don’t want to talk about this. I’m glad if you get some value out of it – but I’m not posting here to engage in a conversation.
My short remembrance comes first in the section entitled In Conclusion. After that, I’ve included notes I captured as I started taking care of Marjorie. That longer section is entitled ‘Back to the Beginning.’ Please notice the entries were written in the present tense at the time the events occurred. I have tried to clean it up over the past several months – but the notes still have that feel to them.
My Mother died this past fall. She passed away with a handful of us at her bedside – unaware we were there. The end came suddenly. I wish it had been less painful – but the ICU staff did what they could to make her comfortable. It’s ironic that someone who lived with hypertension, diabetes, chronic kidney disease and vascular dementia would die of a single tear in her duodenum. The bacteria and bile in her intestines leaked out into her bowels resulting in the infection of her blood. It only took three days for her to die from sepsis. The day before her admission to the hospital, she and I had visited – and she’d been in good health.
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There are still people walking the face of the earth who wrote Assembler code to get the Lunar Module to the surface of the moon.
47 years ago, Neil Armstrong and Buzz Aldrin stepped out of the Apollo 11 Lunar Module and onto the surface of the moon. For the first time in human history, a man walked on the surface of a different celestial object (can’t really call the moon a planet can I?). All of seven years old, I sat in front of our family’s tiny black and white tv watching the historic moment.
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Michelle successfully secured a design role with R.G. Barry in Columbus. We are really pleased for her and happy both kids now are employed in jobs they consider rewarding. The company looks to be really progressive in their policies and is well thought of in the Columbus market.
She was hired on a Thursday and committed to starting six business days later (a Monday). Finding a place to live quickly became a priority. To her credit, Michelle found an apartment in downtown Columbus just 15 minutes from her employer.
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The only constant is change. For the third time six months, my employers name has been changed – this time to Taylor Communications.
I work for a new company. Earlier this month my employer changed its name from Standard Register Incorporated to Taylor Communications. In reality, this is the third company I have worked for in the past six months – all without getting out of my seat. The last time I went through this many employers was in 1986.
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In keeping with my longstanding tradition, I’ve written some notes from our latest jaunt through the countryside. This past weekend, Becky, Michelle, Matt and I followed the Bourbon Trail (Bourbon Country). Specifically, we visited a handful of the distilleries between Louisville and Lexington in Kentucky. We started with the Bulleit Distillery in Louisville. The next day we visited both Makers Mark and Four Roses. On the third day (Monday) we visited the Buffalo Trace and Woodford Distilleries near Frankfurt.
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As you grow older, your role changes. As a younger family member, I tolerated the stories my parents shared with the family history. The oldest generation feels they have an obligation to ensure their heritage is not lost. As each year passes, I’m getting closer and closer to being that person. I’m not there yet – but I can see the corner I’ll be turning when that’s true.
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