i guess i didn't know about this boy, Sherwood. What a loss--so very sorry. He certainly was a broth of a lad. And what kind of snake is that? we used to catch snakes all the time and haul them around like that. but we never saw any with spots.
I really don't remember much of a story behind the snake, or know what kind it is (except, of course, that it wasn't venemous). It was at a picnic at the Lafayette Reservoir in the East Bay area of the SF megalopolis. Doug and Adam were always ones for seeking out critters, the scarier the better. As Adam says, though, that battered, dirty A's hat has a story to tell, which I'll save for another time.
Margaret, his short life was, indeed, very well lived. You and Mary Ellen can get a little of a sense of the number and variety of friends he gathered in his 40 years by looking around his memorial website over on sharrington.net.
Chris and Annette, thanks for the toast and the hug, and Mike, you are wise as always.
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Yes we do. Always.
A happy boy, a short but hopefully well lived life.
Sending good thoughts ...and wondering the story behind this delightful photo!
The story behind the hat is one in itself.
Can't have too many stories. Good for us to hear them, good for you to tell them.
A beautiful boy.
Happy Birthday, Doug. And Doug's family. *raises glass*
Memories can hurt, but imagine not being remembered? He's a lucky guy to be so warmly and often recalled.
What a wonderful picture of Doug.
i guess i didn't know about this boy, Sherwood. What a loss--so very sorry. He certainly was a broth of a lad. And what kind of snake is that? we used to catch snakes all the time and haul them around like that. but we never saw any with spots.
*hugs*
Thanks to all of you for your comments.
I really don't remember much of a story behind the snake, or know what kind it is (except, of course, that it wasn't venemous). It was at a picnic at the Lafayette Reservoir in the East Bay area of the SF megalopolis. Doug and Adam were always ones for seeking out critters, the scarier the better. As Adam says, though, that battered, dirty A's hat has a story to tell, which I'll save for another time.
Margaret, his short life was, indeed, very well lived. You and Mary Ellen can get a little of a sense of the number and variety of friends he gathered in his 40 years by looking around his memorial website over on sharrington.net.
Chris and Annette, thanks for the toast and the hug, and Mike, you are wise as always.
And, ronniecat, yes he was.
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