Saying Good-bye–Sunday, January 4, 2015

There are so many ways to say Good-bye—so many.

When a life passes on to the ‘other-side’—where that is we will never truly know until we also pass over…the tangible pieces of every day living are left behind.  “You can’t take it with you,” is a very true statement.

Rick’s brother and sisters respectfully asked Terry if he could/would come help them with the gathering of Rick’s assets and collections.  Farmer’s always have collections, you know.  It takes many pieces of this and that to keep things running.

FriendshipSo down the road Terry would go tractor and loader at the ready.

Rick Another neighbor, Shea’s brought over the trailer for Terry to load the equipment for the ready of Flower’s Consignment Sale the first Saturday of February.

ToolsSaturday other friends and neighbors arrived— a community of men helping the family complete Rick’s life on earth.

Yesterday they finished.  There is something so sad in the thought that one life is finished. The farm house will be sold- a new family will move in excited to begin life in the country- the equipment will go on to someone delighted to have it, and the personal items sorted and delivered to favorite nieces, nephews and cousins.  Although gone, the memory of Rick will stay alive in everyone thoughts.

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Saying Good-bye.

Even in death people pull together to make one last gift to the person who has gone on.

Your friend,

Linda

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34 thoughts on “Saying Good-bye–Sunday, January 4, 2015

  1. Beautifully written, Linda…. How wonderful that farmer’s help farmer’s… Isn’t that what life is all about —or supposed to be? Rick will be remembered by many all through the years… Did Terry come home with a piece of Rick that he can use and remember him by? Rick is probably up there sitting on a cloud smiling down at all of these loved ones spreading his life around to others… God Bless.
    Hugs,
    Betsy

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  2. So sad to lose a fine friend that way… It never fails to comfort me the way the farm community takes care of their own though. I have seen it time and again, and been on the receiving end a couple of times and it is…..awesome.

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  3. on my last visit home (wisconsin) i went to an auction of a friend of my brother’s who had passed. it was sad to see folks gathering to ‘pick through’ but it was also sort of a ‘family reunion’. i, myself, got to see 2 brothers, 2 cousins, 1 nephew and 2 grand-nephews. i’m certain the man’s family knew many more folks there. and i guess that’s a part of healing, too.

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  4. Sorry to hear of Rick’s passing, but it’s good to see the community working together. Reminds me of the folks in the area where I live. If someone needs to move or passes there are always plenty of neighbors to help. And the neighbors are there for the living as well. Just the other day the propane delivery truck got stuck as the ground was not frozen enough at our place. We tried to pull it out with our tractor, dig it out, pour in sand and gravel, and push. Finally we called a neighbor, and sure enough he was there with his bigger tractor to pull the truck out as soon as he could get it started.

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  5. It is so sad. I’m so sorry for the loss of your friend and neighbor.
    How nice your small knit comminuity gathered to help Ricks family. The farming community is, and always has been so close in times of need.
    Take care
    Cheri

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  6. I’m not a religious person, so my sentiments lie more along the lines of pragmatism; yet, even pragmatism finds a way to deal with life’s end – in memories, our eternal life exists. Hence, we either leave memories deserving of “heaven” or of “hell.”

    I always find that memories of good people last much longer in the minds of others than the memories of the bad.

    That aside, I love the way farmers still live in the bonds of community. It seems the very concept was born of farmers.

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  7. So glad that everyone was happy to help his family with his belongings. More so that his family felt comfortable enough to ask. Sorry to hear of his passing. You most often find out the true mettle of a person’s friends/family when they have passed on. You and Terry are good friends, indeed.

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  8. What a wonderful tribut to your neighbor and friend Rick, All the neighbors coming together to help out. I so enjoy your blog.

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  9. Every ending is another beginning, isn’t it?

    There’s something peaceful about having Rick’s friends and family help each other through the muck of aftermath. The right way to say, “You go. We’ve got this.”

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  10. How wonderful for Rick’s friends to help out. That is part of the reason I am parting with stuff I no longer use…so the kids won’t have too deal with so much stuff. Really how much stuff do we really need. The funeral must be in the next day or two…sending prayers your way:)

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  11. i don’t envy those who have to sort my bits and pieces when I go…I have boxes of what some would call rubbish, old birthday cards, bits of children’s drawing , , old books that I have had since I was 7 .and lots of other stuff that I treasure in some way or another and for some weird reason
    So I think I have decided that 2015 will be the year for sorting out these things, some I will send to my children , some in the bin , and some will get burnt,
    But how do you part with such personal things so easily…?
    I am happy that Rick is now with his Maker, no longer suffering and possibly looking down at all the goings on below..What lovely neighbours to all chip in to help, and I feel sure that in one way or another Rick’s legacy of what he left behind will go on forever in some way or another.
    Raise a glass to Rick!

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  12. How sad, but I’m thinking the air was full of great memories. I found it so difficult to go through my sister’s things (even though she is alive, and residing in an assisted living home), and wanting to know more about the things I found, and not being able to ask her.

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