I am grateful to those who spoke at this memorial. I was moved by the love, humility, and brilliance of the students. I cried when Jon began to speak -- too much Clyde there for me not to feel the loss. I smiled and laughed at the performance.
I, too, was grateful to those who spoke at this memorial. I tried to catch their voices in another post. http://larchhaven.blogspot.com/2021/03/memorial-for-clyde-forsberg.html What I couldn't get was the tone, the pitch, the pace, the pause, the tears, all of which is stored somewhere deep in my bones. All I could catch was a few words that I transcribed to represent only black marks on a paper, wishing that they could have captured the whole.
I am grateful to those who spoke at this memorial. I was moved by the love, humility, and brilliance of the students. I cried when Jon began to speak -- too much Clyde there for me not to feel the loss. I smiled and laughed at the performance.
ReplyDeleteI, too, was grateful to those who spoke at this memorial. I tried to catch their voices in another post.
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What I couldn't get was the tone, the pitch, the pace, the pause, the tears, all of which is stored somewhere deep in my bones. All I could catch was a few words that I transcribed to represent only black marks on a paper, wishing that they could have captured the whole.