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A life well-lived.

Somewhere along the line, I read or heard that the ancient Greeks did not eulogize their dead, they simply asked,”Did he live with passion?” I don’t know if this is true, but it’s still a pretty good measure of a life well-lived.

I went to a memorial service today for a man I never met. As is the case with basically every memorial service I’ve ever been to, I didn’t want to go.

But having had the opportunity to listen to his friends and family and coworkers and co-cretors speak with such love and such loss about the passionate life he lived, I’m honored to have been invited.

They spoke of his compassion and his patience in working with patients at the Oregon State Hospital. They told stories of his generosity, his sometimes unorthodox fashions, his love of his wife and the kind, character-building way he raised his children.

They told stories of his zebra stripe-painted car, so distinctive in a sea of charcoal grey sedans. It was a reflection of his life. It was a part of his being, so much so that many people in attendance wore zebra-striped armbands or other accessories to commemorate it.

I left there grateful for the experience. I left there knowing there’s a hole in the community he left behind and wondering what any of us can do to fill it. I left there hoping I live a life worthy of a celebration such as his.

A public memorial will be Sunday at 5 p.m. at Terry Shrunk Plaza at SW Third and Jefferson and even if you, like me, did not know him, I’d encourage you to go both in support of his family and for the experience of learning a little about a man who lived his life fully and with great passion.

His son wrote, “Participants are encouraged to bring a candle, and to have fun dressing in whatever you feel is appropriate to honor him and/or amuse yourself and others. This is a gathering for really anyone in the community that wants to come and be there for us, as well as share silly stories about my dad.”

In lieu of flowers, the family has requested donations be made to Doctors Without Borders, Little Kids Rock, New Oregon Arts & Letters, or the Salvation Army Portland Tabernacle.

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Posted by on September 28, 2014 in Uncategorized


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It all comes down to this.

This is a cross-post with SlideRulePass.

I think we can all agree that this has not been the easiest of seasons. In fact, when we get right down to it, it’s been pretty ridiculous.

Inexplicable things have happened. Things we’d like to forget. Things we wish had never happened.

Through it all, we keep coming back. Despite our minor disagreements, we still stand united.

And now, with the Cascadia Cup on the line, an Army is gathering.

Eighteen buses at last count. Fifteen hundred tickets in the official allotment.

I’ve spent some time over the last couple weeks listening to the last half dozen or so episodes of Heart and Hand, a Rangers podcast. Bless them. If we could extract the accents, half the time, it would seem they were talking about the Timbers. Poor road form, unexpected and ridiculous losses snatched from the jaws of victory (including one recently that bounced Rangers from the Ramsden Cup) and a host of other similarities, not the least of which is a derby opponent whose fans seem more obsessed with Rangers than with their own club, despite the fact that probably won’t even face each other this year.

Gers are struggling, now in the third division of Scottish football, and as we saw when our Timbers began to struggle in the spring, people are calling for the manager’s head. I’m more than a little stunned by this. Without Ally McCoist, there might be no Rangers. Regardless, it was this quote from the pod that sent me off on this tangent:

“One of the frames from them was that there’s no room for sentiment in football. And that, I have to say, is the most stupid thing I think I’ve ever heard. Football is entirely, intrinsically built on sentiment. If it wasn’t, you would change every year and support the most successful club. The reason you stay loyal is sentiment…it’s entirely sentiment.”

Entirely sentiment.

Sentiment is why we continue. Sentiment is why, on a Sunday afternoon in October, over 1500 Timbers faithful will travel 180 miles into enemy territory knowing that our boys are underdogs.

“It means more,” one of my TA elders tells me,”because we do it together.” Sentiment.

We have survived this season because we’ve done it together. We’ve celebrated, we’ve mourned. We’re within a point of bringing home the Cascadia Cup and salvaging the season. And this we will do together.

For those unable to make the trip, our triumph will be broadcast Sunday on ESPN.

The soundtrack to our weekend, our Cascadia Cup derby weekend, can be found here. Be warned: it is not safe for sensitive ears.

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Posted by on October 6, 2012 in Timbers


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