We want to acknowledge all of the love sent for one of our Scouts:
Like Samuel L. Jackson, Abe Vigoda, and many before him, Clydes is already being eulogized on facebook, because of something written that was reminding folks to stay in the moment:
. “…we all leave at different times, and – if nature has a hand in it – no
one’s exit is clear. The reminder comes: Anything less than present,
and you are going to miss something that was meant for you to see.”
Clydes was doing so well, recovering from his three surgeries – then with his three legs – remaining joyful, busy, and surrounded with affection.
What appeared to be kennel cough – recently – was viewed with suspicion, and word came from Dr. Cisneros, this week, that his lungs are hosting a most hated, uninvited visitor.
No lying here – it has been a steel-toe kick to the head and heart.
Each moment he is heading away – as much as I have begged him to stay.
I find myself trying to make peace with his past.
He has long forgotten. Forgiven.
Another lesson I am grappling with.
Once more: He, the Teacher.
Clydes’ big self is carried around – with honor – and placed someplace both soft, and with a view.
He loves to watch.
I think his former chained-life hardwired him for that.
After all, what does one do on a chain?
They look out.
And now is the time that we do the same, for this exceptional, young, and most brave soul.
Cancer can go fuck itself.
It takes life…it cannot take this boy’s light.
Gentle moments, my friend. Gentle life.
Let’s live it now….We will talk about it later.