Cathy called to tell me an MBA friend of Aaron's died this week. Frank McGill She remembers this young man very well. He was one of the first Cathy met, possibly five years ago today, when she made her first visit to MBA to see Aaron. Probably a little further down the road than Aaron at the time, Frank was outgoing, friendly, and eager to talk. I'm sure his eyes were bright--that's the fondest memory I have of my visits to MBA--kids who's eyes would have been dark and full of fear at home were now bright and full of life and hope.
I have no idea what happened. I wonder what last Saturday was like for the McGill family? The last day of life as they knew it, Valentines Day...hmm. My head hung low in the first days. As I thought about this family and their grief my head drooped again. The neck muscles must be the first to surrender to sadness.
The ruins in the family when a young adult child dies is probably not the same in two families. But I doubt it's significantly different in emotional turmoil. A brave face and an attitude of gratitude for what was had buys a person time and enables one to leave the house for small moments. Ignore the grief when it calls and pay the price for ignorance. Emerson wrote in Compensation The gain is aparent;the tax is certain. A latin phrase he quotes says it well too: Res nolunt diu male administrari. Things refuse to be mismanaged long.
What are we mismanaging that so many young adults with compassionate souls die? What's the cause? I know the effect. 1988-2009 is not a lifetime, it's merely a start.
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Actually he was the second former Mount Bachelor resident to die after year 2000 according to the victim list.
What a terrible waste.
I feel sorry for his family.
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