Monday January 20th 2020, 11:43 pm
Filed under: Family,Food

It was lovely and heartbreaking and heartwarming and full of music and love and belonging. My sister found a video that’s a close rendition to the last piece offered up at the funeral by the Salt Lake Men’s Chorus, whom John used to play piano for.

One cousin told of her toddler granddaughter’s love for Uncle John, who came by often and taught her to love blueberries when nobody else could get her to touch them. She liked his so much that he brought them every time after that to share some with her.

She was given the little toy stuffed dog he’d cherished as a memory of his mother and promptly named it Blueberry.

She went to sleep still holding it, woke up in the morning still holding it, and with nobody having told her any such thing pronounced:

“Blueberry, Uncle John gave you to me..  It’s okay, I will take care of you. Uncle John is far away, Uncle John is up in the stars.”

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(Edit alert: Ruth says that was three hearts. My apologies that my machine couldn’t read them. –Alison)

Comment by Ruth 01.20.20 @ 11:57 pm

How sweet a story amidst the sadness.

Comment by Anne 01.21.20 @ 12:26 am

An angel taking care of an angel… Full circle!

May she hug him in good health, for a very long time.

Welcome back home.

Comment by Suzanne in Montreal 01.21.20 @ 6:46 am

So loved, and such tender words from a sweetheart. May these and other happy memories ease the sorrow.

Comment by DebbieR 01.21.20 @ 8:03 am

What an amazing and beautiful thing to be given in these difficult times.

Comment by ccr in MA 01.22.20 @ 7:40 pm

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