Saying Goodbye

Today, the world is missing an exceptional man.  I only knew this man through my father; they served in Vietnam together. Together, in my mind they're heroes. 

This is what I remember about him:  He is a man who served our country, was one of my father's closest friends, was kind, once had a dog so big it spread across the hood of his car, was ornery, had a sense of humor, valued friendship, loved a woman who was devoted to him, lived in NY and had a family.  I'm sure there is much more to know about him. I always liked the way he signed his name, Mike'L.  It was always a treat to spend time with him.

I didn't take this photograph but I can't imagine letting today on my blog pass by without honoring Michael Bashta.    He left this world this morning at 4:30 am.  He will be missed.  He is loved.  Rest in eternal peace, Mike'l.

This song makes me think of my dad and Mike.  Sitting on the Dock of the Bay by Otis Redding.

A Sad Day

I went looking for the baby bird today.  I found its remains; it met an ugly demise.  I'm wondering when this could have happened and I feel bad for it and its family.  I looked up in the tree and the nest looks pretty disheaveled like perhaps in a fit of sorrow and rage the bird family tore the place up and flew away never to return.  I hope they make The Best Nest somewhere else and have babies that prosper.