John Gunn

David, it will be a month that you have left us to explore the vistas of eternity and beyond. Today, I got some of the earthly things that I gave you over the years...a couple of sweaters, that dark burgundy American Eagle Outfitter pullover that looked so good on you, some old cards and children's books, and that Cutty Sark blown glass gift I bought you in England back in 1986. It's strange to see those things now...long forgotten about many of them, so many memories. I am going to put them away into my storage until I finish sorting out what I need to sort through and then I will decide what to do with them. You know what I mean now. Wishing things could have been so different but I am starting to understand. Missing you...

...buckwheat honey, jawbreakers, milkshakes, ginger snaps, the roof, Lawrence Welk, Jacques Cousteau documentaries, wilderbeast, the movie Contact, real ginger, Thai food, instant coffee, pancakes, putting huge logs in fireplace, burnt orange carpet, dining room table, ovaltine, riding a two-wheel bike, the Food Court...

Remembering...$1 for candy, ice cream cones, snowmen, Old Spice, PNE, Disneyland, margueritas in Hawaii, Valentine's Day card, cedar trees, letter, baseball, good books, grocery shopping, car rides, Elvis, Halloween fireworks, beaded changepurse, Polly, jellyfish, phosphorescence, black licorice, Dallas trip, swinging so high on swingsets, swimming in the ocean, chocolate puff-wheat cake...

Thinking of you, David, and wondering why? Will I ever know why? You know why now, not in just an earthly or temporal way, but in ways that impact eternity. Hope that you are playing tennis, sailing, skiing and flying planes again...

David, I looked up at the Christmas Star and wondered where you are. Death brings freedom and freedom brings death. Until we meet again...I carry your heart, I carry it in my heart.

Fly away with the angels, fly away and be free! David, I hope that your new adventure is filled will peace, love and joy. Merry Christmas and Happy New Year to you!

To everything there is a season, and a time to every purpose under heaven. A time to be born and a time to die; a time to sow and time to reap what has been planted. A time to love and a time for peace...(Eccl. 3:1)
Rest in peace David!