Today marked the 24th anniversary of my father’s death. He drowned while at sea. He was a good man and it seems like just yesterday we were sitting together having a cup of coffee.
I will never forget the Muhr Bird that swam up next to the boat at 12:15 am on April 4th, 1987. We were out on the back deck of my Dad’s 80′ shrimper the Frank and Maria. There were many birds that night as we were sorting many smelt from the very large tows of pink shrimp. They were always squawking for more fish to eat, but it was this one lonely bird swam up and started to scream at us. I thought it was odd, but by the next day it had become apparent that he was warning me of a pending disaster that was about to take place.
After learning of the news that my Dad and cousin both drowned after hitting the rocks, it was no surprise to hear that it was at 12:15 am.
Farewell my Father and Fair Winds and Full Sails… we all miss you!
James ~ Your remembrance serves as confirmation that relationship lives on even in the absence of loved ones. Recognizing the “spiritual” message of the Muhr Bird, you stand as witness to the many messages (more than we can possibly count) that present information moment by moment that can serve in transforming the soul. While grief is powerful & will run its course, the jewel is the connection that links us across miles & eons even while it never fades. Awaken to the presence each day & every hour my friend. Your father no doubt resides there as do you. ~ Layne
I love hearing stories about you and your family. Even the sad ones. Elise was one of the most important people in my life and I feel like I know so little. Keep it up! 🙂
Hey James, Boy did you bring back alot of memories. So many that go way back. It doesn’t seem like that many years ago but then again it seems likes yesterday. Keep the memories alive!
Beautiful post James. Your strong connection to your father here today, so many years after his death, is testimony to the dynamic man and relationship you had with him.