Monday, July 21, 2014

Trombone gone silent

RIP Mr. Nasturtiums in salad Friend. Aka Mr. Deliberately mismatched Socks Friend, aka Trombone Friend.

 Look, this is NOT the kind of Birthday present RantWoman would ask for. Mr. Nasturtiums in Salad Friend has been failing for a number of years. Strokes. Dementia. Movement to assisted living and gradual separation from Mrs. Nasturtiums in Salad Friend. Recently, Mr. Nasturtiums in Salad Friend entered hospice. RantWoman is fuzzy on medical details; in some respectst they are not the point. Mr. Nasturtiums in Salad Friend passed away on RantWoman’s most recent birthday.

 Well done Friend?

 Mr. Nasturtiums in Salad Friend almost never was seen without a smile. RantWoman remembers him calling her sort of timidly about some Nominating Committee business early in RantWoman’s presence among Friends. RantWoman remembers joking with him about his sock wardrobe. Mr. Nasturtiums in Salad Friend was a lawyer. So was his brother. His brother started the mismatched and very colorful thing. When the brother died, Mr. Nasturtiums in Salad Friend carried on the tradition. RantWoman does not remember Mr. Nasturtiums in Salad Friend getting to play his trombone much around Meeting, but remembers the topic with great fondness.

 RantWoman also remembers Mr. Nasturtiums in salad Friend for:

 --gallantly supporting the family ministry of beading activities at Quaker events.

 --candid conversation with RantWoman about substance abuse and RantBrother and recovery and all manner of criminal matters.

 --much work faithfully and quietly done to maintain Meetinghouse grounds.

 -occasional legal reference lookups about a number of issues.

 Mr. Nasturtiums in Salad Friend will be missed.

 And he blessedly deserves to be at Peace.

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