Thanks to the postal strike, we are still getting cards; in batches. Today it was the turn of people I've never met.
- Service users - W worked as a manager at the Scottish Society for Autism. Service users have sent cards individually via the SSA
- Staff members W managed, cards sent by groups and individuals
- Parents of service users who loved W's support and interaction with their kids
- Day service groups W ran
- And cards from work colleagues.
Flowers and a card arrived from SSA management the day after he died. but I'm thrown again by how much he was loved and respected.
Why this man? What is the point of this man dying? I give up I have no punchline for this one.
2 November 2009 at 17:41
I only hope he knew about all this respect and affection while he was alive.
Still it's nice that you're hearing about it.
2 November 2009 at 20:03
Ditto what Kaz said. Not so much a punchline as a sucker punch.
2 November 2009 at 23:40
I asked my brother in his last days--"why him, why not one of those old drunks in the park"
His reply stunned me
"Why not me, why them"
3 November 2009 at 08:59
Actually I've just remembered the killer punch...He hated the job! Not the people or his staff, just the management, the need for details and records and supervision.
Clyde - I know what your brother means, but it doesn't wash to those left behind. W had a lot to give our son - and other people's. He was making a bigger contribution than the average banker here.
3 November 2009 at 12:04
Macy
Of course those who are left behind see a different end.
Be happy for him---no more pain, no more depending on everyone---a once proud man is now proud again
Remember him for all of the good
Tell your son how good he was
Hopefully your son will inherit the good