In this piece, John speaks to the loss of my Uncle Gene who died Thursday, 2/27/14 and a man I was very close to all of my life. Uncle Gene incidentally began serving in the U.S. Army at the end of World War 2 (1945).
I didn't attend John's peace vigil last night because I was hurting. John understood the problem and referenced his own experience during the Korean War (a War that lasted from 1950 - 1953). His comments of "survivor's remorse" are interesting.
Hey, Dick ~
My advice is don't sit on any corners or enter
any dance contests until you regain your composure. And 'survivor's remorse' is
a very real phenomenon; that's one thing I learned in the service. When I lost
a friend, I had to accept the fact that it was not my fault; there was nothing
I could do about it. The remorse included guilt, guilt for not being a better
friend when he was alive. But nobody can un-ring that bell, and I'm sure you
were as good a friend as one can be.
I sat down to email you my thanks for NOT
coming tonight. But there was not a drop of rain. Cold ? Yes, it was
chilly on the hands and neck, but my jacket had pockets and my neck had a
scarf. The foot traffic and car traffic were very supportive. I suspect some of
it was weather influenced pity, but I don't mind. A honk's a honk.
I truly am sorry for your loss, Dick, and
there'll be other Friday corners.
John
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