George, as we knew him was a dear young man. He attended Auburn First Baptist Church with my cousin, Mack and I. They were in the same fraternity. I'm sorry to hear he is gone. My deepest sympathy for his family and friends.
Sara is over in China right now. I know you wouldn't have believed that I would let her go but she's there dancing with her dance company. I'm sure you are watching over her and laughing at me turning in my sleep. I've got your old Sony TV on my desk on top of your hutch and your paintings hanging on the wall. I know you so well that I still hear you laughing and telling me jokes all the time. So many people tell me how much they miss you but I feel your presence all the time. Kind of how you know what somebody is going to say before they say it. Looking forward to giving you a hug when I see you again. I was so favored by God to have spent so much time with you. You taught me so much, mostly about how to cherish life and the people around us.
Saw an amazing piece on John Rockefeller the other day, made me think about you. Saw a video of the drunk guy dancing, made me think about you. Cam Newton is having an MVP year, made me think about you. Watching a couple of Rocky videos while working out, really made me think about you. Watching the girls eat hummus and onions, made me think about you.
Thank you for all the wonderful memories!
Happy Birthday Papa!!! Thinking of you always... But especially today. Xxoo
I am happy that I got to meet you, and overjoyed that you left behind children that make the world a better place each day. A place filled with love and acceptance and kindness and humor. You must be smiling.
I was so very sorry to get this news. I wanted to come to this guest book and sign it because I think the world of your Dad for what I know about him through you. Your Dad lives on in you--in what you think matters; in how you go about living your life and contributing to your many worlds (professional, community, friendship); in the way you raise George, and how you go about knitting together the family for which he was the Pater Familias. Perhaps it will help to imagine your Dad watching on and enjoying (most of?) what you get up to because of the difference he has made to and in you. The love you have for your Dad has helped make you the wonderful loving person you are.
In my place of worst grief and shattering, the thing that finally got traction in my wild desolation was this idea from Henry David Thoreau: The only remedy for love is to love more. Totally ok by me that I came across it as a fridge magnet. If it appeals to you, I'll send you the same one.
Catherine Admay (formerly Cathy Adcock)