In Memoriam: 10/25/1924 – 12/11/2013
And danced the skies on laughter-silvered wings;
Sunward I’ve climbed and joined the tumbling mirth
of sun-split clouds, – and done a hundred things
After 89 years on this earth, on Wednesday night, December 11 2013, my Dad, William Charles Roth (Sr.) passed on… to death, to eternity, to that great tennis court in the sky… I do not know. Impatient as he always was, we missed his passing by all of 5 minutes. Yet we had enough time in the few days before to touch him, to speak to him, to tell him that we loved him and that it was OK for him to go on.
Hurry up. Hurry up.
Those were, appropriately enough, his last words to me. He may have been dreaming of a trip in his beloved RV. Or perhaps he really was trying to tell me something deeper.
Today I am in no hurry. I have spent the day after his death in small, quiet things, trying to live in that space between peace and sorrow, the thin line between life and death.
But I do want to honor this man, and to honor all of us who knew him, put up with him, fed him, poured him drinks… and loved him, each in our own way. I want to collect our thoughts and memories while they are still fresh, while it is still hard to realize that he’s gone.
I invite you to add any memories, pictures, stories, even his bad jokes, that live in your memory. Later on I expect to collect them in an organized form. But for today, please write anything that comes to you.