Yesterday was a sad, sad day.
I drew the curtains in the bathroom and through the frosted
glass could see a red glow. Hurrying downstairs
I went out of the back porch and through the hedge glimpsed an ambulance and a
police car. We wondered if it had
something to do with the flooding but as time went on and the ambulance
remained MTL said it didn’t look good.
Eventually a neighbour phoned and said that our opposite
neighbour had been found by his garden letter box and it was too late to do anything.
Roy Dunglisson
1943-2012 Requiem in Pace
21 comments:
Oh how sad, and 70 is no age is it? Our next door neighbours are train fans, they have real life miniature trains and tracks in their garden. I've even had a ride on one. :)
I'm sorry for your loss.
Joey: I like to think he is in a place like Switzerland - whicn he loved - surrounded by mountains and railway lines.
Condolences for your loss. It sounds like he met a sudden end without suffering. That's all we can hope for.
I reread the first sentence of this post a few times. It's beautiful and literary. A home run.
I've been out of sorts for blogging recently. I was away visiting family in another state but have also lacked inspiration. I don't write when the ambition to do so wanes. The posts always come out flat and dull. But in catching up with my reading this morning, I find this is the second I've been name-checked. I find this wildly flattering. So thanks for that. The city is about to open like a beautiful flower with holiday decorations. I'll post photos throughout December.
That is indeed a sad, sad story. 70 is far too young in this day and age of modern medicine. We know you will miss your dear friend.
Awww, that is sad. I know what you mean when you say your enclave won’t be the same. Good neighbours are like treasures.
Last night I heard a bit of shocking news myself, I had to call my neighbour to find out if it was true.
Sorry to read this, Pat. It's always shocking to suddenly lose a close friend and neighbour.
Sx
UB: I do the same when I lack inspiration. I seem to be either totally blank or have two or three posts bubbling on the stove.
I look forward to the photos.
Granny Annie: it brings one up short and one reassesses.
GG: we just have to get used to changes and losses. It is easier to bear together and one counts one's blessings.
Scarlet: the girls are coming tomorrow and I am going to try to make sure they always have a mobile on them and Joy - who lives alone now - is going to give my phone number to her children and vice versa.
Sorry to hear that, Pat.x
What sad news.
Such an interesting neighbor and how lovely that his games room was finished and everyone got to enjoy a special day with him.
My son who lives in Japan is also a trains person. His idea of a fun day or weekend is take a train trip and explore.
I think he and your neighbor would have enjoyed spending time together and talking about trains.
cheers, parsnip
That's so sad, and he was still so young!
It's always a great shock to family and friends when someone goes as suddenly as that. But on the other hand it's probably a better way to go than long drawn out suffering before the inevitable takes place. And as for his age 'The days of a man's life are three score years and ten...' as the Book says.
Sorry to hear of this Pat. A sad day indeed.
That is so very sad, Pat..I am so sorry for your loss. And he was only 70! I love that he had such a passion for Railways---there is something quite wonderful about that, isn't there? The "boy" still active in the "man"....My heartfelt condolences, my dear Pat.
oh no - I'm so sorry, Pat. Maybe a sudden death in the full enthusiasm of life is quite painless to the one who goes, but how dismal for his friends.
SUCH sad news... I am sorry for your, and your neighbours, loss...
Parsnip: yes - Roy would certainly have enjoyed that.
Marjolein: it seems young to us.
Mike and Ann: I agree with your sentiments. I just pray it was qick and painless.
Kim, Naomi, Z and Bernie: thank you for your understanding sympathy. Much appreciated.
Very sorry to hear this.
Each passing is a message to those left behind - grab life with both hands. Take it in big hefty chunks. Don't let one minute pass without your senses totally aware of every glorious thing. We are here but for a short time, and what a time it can be!
Love to you and all who knew him.
MITM: thank you for those wise words.X
Rest in peace, Roy. He sounds like a lovely sort of bloke to have had living next door to you.
sending love
Gadjo: that he was.
LOM: xox
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