Sunday Morning Subtle But Obvious Organized Self Abuse Swim Club

I have a lot of memories, I seem to not be able to shut up the monkey mind, I over analyze. I now get to do all that while learning to type.

Saturday, September 12, 2009

The 1:34 am phone call

I just received the phone call I had been expecting some time this week.
Uncle Bunny, died this morning.
James Franklin Coats
Sept 20, 1944 - Sept 12, 2009

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posted by Stella Magdalen @ 9/12/2009 01:47:00 AM

6 Comments:

At 9/12/2009 2:31 AM, Anonymous Anonymous said...

gives you a big hug across the ether

barry

 
At 9/12/2009 3:29 AM, Blogger Dedalus1947 said...

Dear Stella:

Sorry for your loss.

I hope you enjoyed the 22nd of August.

 
At 9/13/2009 9:20 AM, Blogger Stella Magdalen said...

Thanks guys. I feel like a widow, an orphan and a parent who has lost their adult child.
And that a big 25 year worry hole is drained and there is left just a big cyst sac that needs to heal over.

 
At 9/15/2009 12:12 PM, Anonymous UBU said...

He's in that roadster with Nancy drew right now....

 
At 9/16/2009 11:16 AM, Anonymous Archie said...

I didn't know James very well. The 2 things that were obvious from the work we did together were A. his tremendous passion for music. B. how much his friends loved him. I don't think I need to know anything else to get his measure. We had talked about doing a better recording of some of his favorite pieces. I wish we had.

 
At 9/16/2009 3:43 PM, Blogger el poquito said...

Hey,

'twas good visiting w/you yesterday - our own little 'Uncle Bunny' moment.

I'd like to think he's hanging w/Horowitz at the moment and that their playing some MAD Duets!

xo

 

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