Tom would have been 91 yesterday. I guess that was part of what motivated me to add the photos to the entries for his books Boy at Sea, Baker's Daughter, Miller's Son, and A Fever of the Mad.
How time flies.
Today his youngest nephew, Joe, is undergoing heart valve repair (for the second time) in California. This time it may involve opening his chest instead of going in through the side because of the scar tissue from the procedure some five years ago. His family has gathered around. I wish him, and them, all the best. Joe is now 51. I can recall Joe as a little boy playing entire baseball games all by himself in the back yard in New Jersey when Tom and I would go out to visit. And now 51!
How time flies.
That gingko tree behind Tom has not started to turn yellow yet, and here it is almost November! Some years the leaves trickle down over several days. Some years they all let go on the same day, creating a beautiful golden rain that lasts for a couple of hours.
There must be meaning in that. Or maybe not. Just nature taking its course.
How time flies.
Today his youngest nephew, Joe, is undergoing heart valve repair (for the second time) in California. This time it may involve opening his chest instead of going in through the side because of the scar tissue from the procedure some five years ago. His family has gathered around. I wish him, and them, all the best. Joe is now 51. I can recall Joe as a little boy playing entire baseball games all by himself in the back yard in New Jersey when Tom and I would go out to visit. And now 51!
How time flies.
That gingko tree behind Tom has not started to turn yellow yet, and here it is almost November! Some years the leaves trickle down over several days. Some years they all let go on the same day, creating a beautiful golden rain that lasts for a couple of hours.
There must be meaning in that. Or maybe not. Just nature taking its course.
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