Here are some pictures from the USA memorial for Patrick and Stephanie on 21 October 2017.
I sat at the piano a few minutes ago, as I do too infrequently, teasing and hammering the keys into giving up some sort of acceptable sound. I drifted through a few pieces I commonly abuse like Beethoven’s 7th/2nd, Linus and Lucy, a six-note blues riff, and Erik Satie’s Gnossienne #2.
A memory suddenly came back to me. I first heard the Satie in April 1986. It was my first trip to Europe, and my first visit with Continue reading “Gnossienne #2”
While seeking a legal document I came across these of Patrick and Stephanie.
Pushing back from the gate,
The journey’s final flight,
One last joyous goodbye to Patrick,
Enhanced by reflections of Stephanie,
And newfound kinship
On distant river. Continue reading “Pushing Back from the Gate”
Today was a very special day here in Cincinnati, Ohio. We met this afternoon at the cenotaph for Patrick and Stephanie, in the Shepard family plot. In addition to Stephanie’s immediate family (brother Tate, niece Alison and her husband Evan, nephew Carl and his wife Brittany, Stephanie’s son Tim and his family Kelly, Zoe, Nicolas, and Jillian) were Kathy, a long-time friend of Tate and of Stephanie, Lee, Patrick’s high-school and college friend, and myself.
The memorial included Continue reading “Today’s Memorial Was Amazing”
In just a couple of hours I will finally get to meet Stephanie’s family. I look forward to it.
At this time tomorrow the final memorial will be over and we’ll all be telling stories at one of Patrick’s favorite restaurants in their area. I’m looking forward to that too.
A couple of days after that and I’ll be home again, wrestling with parking shuttles, LA traffic, and the return to routine work days and occasional friends. I think I’m looking forward to that too, but I say it with some reticence, uncertain as to why. Perhaps it stems from my desire to stop closing chapters of Patrick’s book, as if it would change things somehow.
For now I’ll refocus. Two hours, then 24, and let the rest come when it will.
Today I added Google Translate to the sidebar. Please remember that software translations are far less accurate than a translation by a professional. Continue reading “Google Translate Added”
I just wanted to tell you that the website you’ve created and all the things you’ve been writing are lovely. I’ve been reading some periodically, and just now read the last thing you wrote about going to Ohio.
The whole site is a wonderful tribute to your dad, and to the shared experiences, the love that you two finally found, the ways you got to spend time together… it’s all really beautiful. Thanks for sharing it with me, with the world.
Big hugs to you,
Here’s a map of Spring Grove Cemetery in Cincinnati Ohio, where the US memorial will be held on 21 October 2017 at 1:00 PM. The cenotaph honoring Stephanie and Patrick will be placed in Stephanie’s family plot. Continue reading “Map of Spring Grove Cemetery”
In just over a week I fly to Ohio to say goodbye to Patrick one more time.
These moments are telling in the way they deliver both sorrow and joy: sorrow for the loss of a father, joy in the company of people who come to honor him.
This is also another one of those final milestones, one that I mentioned a few months ago, the end of another part of the cycle of Patrick’s existence. Just as there are no more conversations, e-mail, awkward hugs or shared laughter, there will be no more formal memorials after this one.
His legacy lives on–in the music festival (which turns 40 next year), in some of his children and grandchildren, in his writings and recordings–but a legacy is like a dead language: eloquent, vivid, a peek into the souls of the writers, but no longer vibrant, changing, growing.
In just over a week we say goodbye, one last time.
Each day after that we will say thanks, thanks to Patrick and Stephanie, thanks to them both for enriching our lives.