This morning we received a telephone call from Attila’s brother Bruce, who lives in Michigan. He called with the sad news that Attila’s father, in his eightieth year, passed away peacefully in his sleep, in Florida, during the night last night. Not an unexpected event, Attila’s father was suffering from advanced idiopathic pulmonary fibrosis. It is sad news, and Attila’s Dad will be missed by his five children, and many friends. We will be attending a Memorial Service in northern Ontario in the spring.
Attila is spending his day tending to necessities, shovelling the heavy snowfall we have received over the last few days, splitting and toting firewood; mostly keeping company with his own thoughts, as is his way.
My feelings are of loss, and a certain degree of thankfulness. Attila’s Dad was feeling fine yesterday, and he went to his rest peacefully, without fear or pain, with someone who cared about him nearby, as his son Adam, a young man, still lived with him.
Date: 12:00 PM EST Sunday 9 February 2014
Condition: Light Snow
Pressure: 101.8 kPa
Visibility: 5 km
Wind: SE 15 km/h
Wind Chill: -18
“Full fathom five thy father lies;
Of his bones are coral made;
Those are pearls that were his eyes:
Nothing of him that doth fade
But doth suffer a sea-change
Into something rich and strange.”
Shakespeare, The Tempest