writing, that -once you get over the initial shock and collect yourself - your eulogy for you friend will be amazing. If you make the effort, which I'm sure you will, your heartfelt words will mean so much to his family, and your whole constellation of friends.

My younger brother died of pancreatic cancer not long ago, and many of his friends were journalists. I gotta tell you, the eulogies were so good...and comforting to all of us.

But that task is down the road for you. I'm sure now you are just 'there' for the family.

-F2C

you can't get a single one back.
However, if you make the most of them, with love in your heart and good will toward all, you may not regret too many of those...moments of your life.


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people with mental health issues, but minus all the camera monitors. People could lead normal lives there knowing that if they had an epileptic episode, people all around them - the bus driver, the store clerk, a passerby - would not be alarmed and would know how to assist. The town had been functioning that way since the mid 1800's.

(We lived in Bethel in the mid sixties while my father was working with thalidimide children and their families all over Europe)