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Yesterday, a dear, dear friend drowned at a local lake, as his wife (also a very dear friend) stood on the shore, helpless to do anything but watch.
I'm just in shock and having trouble processing the fact that this man is gone, so suddenly and so horribly tragically.
He loved to fish. Usually he went alone, and his wife worried every time he was gone, about something happening. So much so, that he always texted her before he put the boat in the water and again as soon as he took the boat back out of the water. Ironic then, that she was with him on this day.
He was just putting the boat into the water, just a small fishing boat, nothing big and fancy. As it came off the trailer, it got away from him and drifted a few feet. He moved to retrieve it, and evidently slipped. He went underwater and never resurfaced. We don't know what happened under the water--whether maybe the boat hit him and knocked him out (seems unlikely, since he still would have floated to the top??), or if maybe he got entangled in something and couldn't get free. But when they did recover the body, he was not still held down by anything, so we just don't really know what happened.
He was a middle-school science teacher (although somehow he did not get either of my kids. I think he is the ONLY one of my many teacher friends that didn't end up having at least one of my kids in a class), semi-retired (he retired completely three years ago, but kept letting himself get talked into long-term subbing jobs!). He was a fellow church member, a fellow choir member, one of those people who just always helped everyone because it's who he was, always friendly and smiling. He was an INCREDIBLE cook, and often went on our youth mission trips to cook for them, even though he hadn't had kids IN youth in many years. He was a dad of 3 grown children, a grandfather of, I think, 8, a husband adored by his wife. And he was a very special friend. When my boys were younger, it was often Jim who volunteered to take them with him on our church's annual Man/Boy camping trip.
Last Thanksgiving, the family had asked me to take portraits of them, since it was the first time in years that they had all been together. I balked and tried to get out of it. I explained that I don't "DO" portraits, that they needed someone more qualified. But in the end, I let them talk me into doing it, because love makes us do crazy things.
I'm so glad I did! I don't think they would EVER have hired a true professional, and the opportunity for those pictures would have been lost forever.
These are not great, not even that good. But they were glad to have them, and now I am thankful that I had the opportunity to take them.
Jim and his wife in the middle, with two of their "kids" on either side.
The whole family, at the time, with the exception of one daughter. The family has since added two more members, one grandson and one adopted granddaughter.
Never, ever miss a chance to tell people you love them! I saw Jim for the last time just the day before. I didn't SAY "I love you" but I hope I at least showed it.
I'm just in shock and having trouble processing the fact that this man is gone, so suddenly and so horribly tragically.
He loved to fish. Usually he went alone, and his wife worried every time he was gone, about something happening. So much so, that he always texted her before he put the boat in the water and again as soon as he took the boat back out of the water. Ironic then, that she was with him on this day.
He was just putting the boat into the water, just a small fishing boat, nothing big and fancy. As it came off the trailer, it got away from him and drifted a few feet. He moved to retrieve it, and evidently slipped. He went underwater and never resurfaced. We don't know what happened under the water--whether maybe the boat hit him and knocked him out (seems unlikely, since he still would have floated to the top??), or if maybe he got entangled in something and couldn't get free. But when they did recover the body, he was not still held down by anything, so we just don't really know what happened.
He was a middle-school science teacher (although somehow he did not get either of my kids. I think he is the ONLY one of my many teacher friends that didn't end up having at least one of my kids in a class), semi-retired (he retired completely three years ago, but kept letting himself get talked into long-term subbing jobs!). He was a fellow church member, a fellow choir member, one of those people who just always helped everyone because it's who he was, always friendly and smiling. He was an INCREDIBLE cook, and often went on our youth mission trips to cook for them, even though he hadn't had kids IN youth in many years. He was a dad of 3 grown children, a grandfather of, I think, 8, a husband adored by his wife. And he was a very special friend. When my boys were younger, it was often Jim who volunteered to take them with him on our church's annual Man/Boy camping trip.
Last Thanksgiving, the family had asked me to take portraits of them, since it was the first time in years that they had all been together. I balked and tried to get out of it. I explained that I don't "DO" portraits, that they needed someone more qualified. But in the end, I let them talk me into doing it, because love makes us do crazy things.
I'm so glad I did! I don't think they would EVER have hired a true professional, and the opportunity for those pictures would have been lost forever.
These are not great, not even that good. But they were glad to have them, and now I am thankful that I had the opportunity to take them.
Jim and his wife in the middle, with two of their "kids" on either side.
The whole family, at the time, with the exception of one daughter. The family has since added two more members, one grandson and one adopted granddaughter.
Never, ever miss a chance to tell people you love them! I saw Jim for the last time just the day before. I didn't SAY "I love you" but I hope I at least showed it.