Cousin. Brother. Friend.
...I keep typing and erasing. This is terrible.
You loud laughing, hot pepper
eating, rock and rolling, family loving,
Viking looking Hippie
I am so thankful for you, I will cherish
forever the memories, oh god the
memories, the profound love you had
for your kinfolk (blood or not), the
masterful story telling and razor sharp
wit.
I will miss the hours long phone calls
debating, and laughing at
ourselves, the family tree learning and
the shared love of dogs. I will cherish
and miss it all forever.
You were an ancient soul Rufus. You
were grumpy and sweet at the same
time. You showed me how to
profoundly disagree with someone
and still want to see their point of
view. You were a gift to our family and
a shining example of all that I love
about us.
I do not believe in such things
myself...but...I am hoping still that
you are standing atop a green Irish hill
somewhere, Big hair blowing in
the wind, looking out over a vast valley
with an old Viking ship at a shore in the
distance. I hope there is Led Zeppelin
playing and that Cisco is by your side.
It is really the only way to imagine you.
Love you cuz, rest easy.