There’s a staggering loss being felt today. My father-in-law, Merlyn Anderson, passed away in the early morning hours of February 16. His last months were a struggle, physically and emotionally, but peace has come. The loss, however…where to begin?
Michelle lost her father, 11 months after losing her mother. That’s just not right.
I lost a father in law, but more importantly, one of my closest friends.
Mallory and Anna lost their Grandfather.
Pudge lost that tall skinny guy they called Grandpa, the man who always growled at him, even though he was met at the door with excitement on every single visit.
Bob Evans lost market share.
Declining Fox News ratings will result in the laying off O’Reilly, Hannity and scores of other lunatics.
The NRA (he called it National Rifle Association, I called it No Republicans Allowed) lost a dues-paying member.
As such, I’ve lost my favorite political debater. Different politics but, damn, we had fun. And always maintained respect.
John Deere lost one of it’s pitch men.
Saylor Park lost one of its cornerstones.
South Dakota lost one of its favorite sons.
And countless people lost a good, kind, jovial friend
But those of us who knew Merl have been filled with the grace of a man who left an impression that will last a lifetime. A grace that far surpasses any sense of loss we feel today.
Rest well, my friend.
© 2016 Timothy J Condron