Sunday, July 11, 2004

 

Memorial

I went to a memorial meeting this weekend for Tay Hayashi, one of the few "parents' friends" in my life who I think of (well, thought of) as primarily my friend.

I've been to several of these memorials lately. It is my experience that people talk in terms of what the dead friend meant to them. But at Tay's memorial, more than one speaker talked about what *he* meant to Tay. It is a subtle point; Tay had a way of showing that he valued me in a way that showed me more of myself.

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