Today was the funeral luncheon for Jean Harriman, an old family friend.
Jean and her husband, Myles, owned the house next door to my grandparents' cottage on Potter's Lake, near Lapeer, Michigan. Their family, the Phelps family, and ours spent many pleasant summer days there, and over the years the Phelps, Harrimans, and Caminsky families were linked by bonds of friendship, and memories of carefree days when we were all very much younger.
Jean died last week, after a long illness. I drove with my parents to Merrill, Michigan for the luncheon---and was able to see Pam, the Harrimans' daughter, and Libby, their son, along with many of their friends are relatives.
It's sad when old friends pass, especially when the years have flown by and you've all but lost touch.
It's sadder to think that none of us is getting younger, and that our own days will come to an end.
Perhaps saddest of all is realizing that all too often, we get together with old friends only at funerals.
JEFFREY CAMINSKY, a veteran public prosecutor in Detroit, Michigan, specializes in the appellate practice of criminal law and writes on a wide range of topics. His books include the science fiction adventure novel The Star Dancers, the exciting second volume in the Guardians of Peace-tm series, The Sonnets of William Shakespeare, and the acclaimed Referee’s Survival Guide, a book on soccer officiating. All are published by New Alexandria Press, and are available on Amazon, as well as directly from the publisher.
Wednesday, April 22, 2009
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