Edward Arnold Andersen
February 17, 1935 – May 4, 2018
In Loving Commemoration
“Here's to the crazy ones, the misfits, the rebels, the troublemakers, the round pegs in the square holes...
The ones who see things differently — they're not fond of rules...
You can quote them, disagree with them, glorify or vilify them, but the only thing you can't do is ignore them because they change things...
They push the human race forward, and while some may see them as the crazy ones, we see genius, because the ones who are crazy enough to think that they can change the world, are the ones who do.
−Steve Jobs, Apple TV Commercial, "Think Different", 1997
Edward Arnold Andersen
Julie Andersen Martin
June 18, 2018
So hard to know you are gone. Even though we didn’t stay close, I always knew you were there. The closest and last one left in our immediate family that I grew up with. Growing up you were like my older “brother” rather than a cousin. And the son my dad didn’t have. You share his middle name. I wish we hadn’t drifted apart. I have so many memories growing up with you and wish we could have reminisced about them together again.
I will always remember you pulling me aside on my wedding day to tell me your “secret” which in retrospect was so hard for you I’m sure but it wasn’t any big deal to me and so not a surprise or even a concern....I always knew and loved you for who you were and never even gave it a thought. I never knew what a really huge gesture it was for you to share it with me so long ago. I’m sorry I didn’t express it better at the time. But I told you I loved you and of course I had always known who you were and it made no difference to me. It did seem like it made you happy there was no judgement....but I’m glad to say that I never even gave it a thought that it could be a concern at the time.
I’m going to miss you in my heart....and for a fun memory, will also never forget the amazing designer Christmas trees you always decorated for us every year of my childhood but especially the outrageous pink pompom year with the silver bows and revolving light machine circa 1960? My dad would just shake his head while we were tying bows or making poofy decorations with our moms. I still have some of them.
I hope you’re looking down now and smiling and whoever was in your world these last years might feel like reaching out to me just to connect and fill in some blanks and celebrate you. I wish I hadn’t waited to do it.
Love ❤️ Julie