Tonight my friend and one of our family’s greatest heroes died. He had cancer and although his death was not unexpected, it is sad. It is sad to think that he is gone and that in this life we will never see him again. For me though, it is comforting to know that he is in a better place. Kristin sat down and wrote a reflection that moved me to tears this afternoon: “Marv is kind of my Grandpa and I really love him. He is the best Grandpa I ever had. I hope he is having a good time in heaven with God, and he has probably met Kit (our dog that died a year ago) and having fun with all his pig friends (Marv was fond of pigs, and raised many at our Partners farm). Marv means a lot to me. I love you Marv and I will meet you when I die. The Gumaers will meet you. Love Kristin.”
Marv meant a lot to me too. He taught me mostly about believing in people, about listening and caring. He taught me to not care so much about other people’s opinions, but to do what is right, even if it means to clean toilets. (You may know that his is a lesson I am still learning, but Marv has shown me how it is done by his example.)He made me laugh and said things that I never would have had the guts to say. I have written more about him in my new book (that is not published yet). Tonight I will just pray for Dorothy who lost her best friend and husband of 42 years.