Inevitably on a blog about aging, some of our blog friends die. It’s part of what “it’s really like to get old” means.
They say that nothing ever goes away on the internet, but you can’t be sure that in time unattended blogs won’t disappear. So this is small memorial to those who are no longer with us.
The blog images link to the blogs. If you search their names on Time Goes By, you’re likely to find some stories and other references about these people.
OLIVE RILEY - LIFE OF RILEY
108-year-old Olive died on 12 July 2008.
WINSTON RAND - NOBODY ASKED...
Winston died on 28 June 2008.
JOYCELYN WARD - MAYA’S GRANNY
Joycelyn died on 15 June 2008.
PETE LUSTIG - THE LATE LIFE CRISIS
Pete died in 2007.
MILT REBMANN - MILT’S MUSE
Milt died in 2006.
Posted by Ronni Bennett at 08:27 AM | Permalink
This is so very nice. Thanks, Ronni. And thanks, Grannie Annie, for the idea.
Posted by: Nikki on Jul 19, 2008 4:35:39 AM
Granny Annie, that is. :)
Posted by: Nikki on Jul 19, 2008 4:36:38 AM
What a lovely idea. Thanks Ronni, and to Granny Annie for suggesting it. I hope I'm not on there for a long, long time.
Posted by: kenju on Jul 19, 2008 5:56:07 AM
Another outstanding idea, Ronni.
I must get busy and make sure I have info about this site available for my family if I "ever" need it. ;)
Posted by: chancy on Jul 19, 2008 9:53:22 AM
A great idea to be able to revisit these friends.
Posted by: Mage Bailey on Mar 24, 2009 1:15:39 PM
Death can be beautiful - when it gives release from suffering and pain. Death can be beautiful when it magnifies love through the comfort, the compassion and sympathy of friends and relatives.
Death can be beautiful when it binds those yet living more closely together, when it revives memories of a life which in its totality displayed a richness of texture and a strength of design in which the selflessness, tenderness compassion and generosity were merged. Death can be beautiful when in coming it opens the doors of life again - a life revealed in God's beyond and evermore.
Death can be a gift, a reward, a promise fulfilled, the essence of God's love. The sorrow itself, that trails the wake of death, is a quality and measure of love that is creative in that it requires us to re-examine the values we hold. It causes us to question the validity of our lives, it opens our hearts to renewed appreciation of those whom we still have to love and underscores the possibility of unpredictable loss.
Addie W. Williams
Poem I wanted to share here that my mom wrote concerning death.
Posted by: Katie on Dec 1, 2010 11:24:19 AM
Thanx Addie, for such a really FUN read!!! wonderful altitude w/o being too lofty.!!!
Posted by: morganasage on Mar 24, 2012 9:35:34 AM
My son has been in a rehab/nursing facility healing a broken ankle on one foot and fractured toe on the other for the past 2 months. While he will be coming home shortly, most of the residents won't--they're nursing home clients. Visiting him frequently has plunged me into a constant reminder of death and its alternative and I must say death is more appealing. I only wish I was not afraid to take control of the process....I just realized I have a lot to say on this subject, so I won't clutter up your blog, but will write on my own.
The memorials are a good idea , of course. I love this blog.
Posted by: Marcy Sheiner on Mar 6, 2013 7:15:47 AM
Hello Ronni from Paris(France, in Europe, yes, still there!), it is a beautiful idea. Did you notice that the blog of Winston Rand is leading to a dead end (if it is how to spell it)?
Cheers. My blog was mentioned in a very popular French Magazine named l'Express in a special issue about 50 something and I am very proud of that!
Posted by: Colette on May 5, 2013 8:40:36 AM
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