I know at least Regan is tired of hearing about it, but among the many
beautiful, spiritual moments we experienced today, I wanted to put at least
one in writing. When we arrived at Seadrift this morning, I was successful
in snagging Jonah and carried him up to the beach. The three of you were on
the boat, and the bagpiper was playing. As the boat drifted by, a seal was
playing in the waves, and just then a large flock of birds dove
right above the boat.
I stood with Jonah a few feet from the piper. Jonah
put his cheek next to mine, and leaned the full weight of his face against
me. He rested in this position for a long time, at least 7 or 8 minutes,
without moving a muscle. He was just taking it all
in. I suddenly had the feeling that some essence of Chuck's spirit was in
the air, and that Jonah was enveloped by it. It was clear that he was
feeling the emotional intensity of the moment, and it was as though I was
able to receive it also, maybe because of the purity of
When the piper stopped playing he snapped out of it a bit (as did I) but he
waved at the piper as if to thank him. It seemed to me that for a long time
after.....maybe even all day..........Jonah was even more alert, curious,
and good-natured than usual. I know Chuck will live forever in this
beautiful little boy, even if Jonah never consciously remembers him.
It was a moment.
Thanks to you all for making a perfect memorial happen. I'm sure Chuck would
have wanted it to happen exactly as it did, from the water to the boat to
the friends to the touching words. I'll never forget the day.