On LAST Friday night at about 7:30pm Kramer was still with us. The fire department and first responders ended up at our house. No worries…no fire. No emergency. It was just a visit.
The crews brought the trucks coming in lights and sirens. They all wanted a chance to say goodbye to Kramer while he was still with us. It was so bittersweet. I can’t think of any better word than bittersweet.
Kramer was good enough to get outside and visit but ended up needing to come into the house. I so admire anyone who can come like this and say goodbye to the person who is dying. That all of these people could do this really should be of no surprise to me….they are the brave of our community.
I can’t begin to tell you all how meaningful this was to Kramer and our whole family. There were some tears…but not a lot. There were many words of support…many words of well wishes.
Some brought their families…a few other people in town who we are close to came too.
When a person is dying at a relatively young age…and they know they are dying, this is the nicest tribute.
Our family has described this event as a living wake or visitation.
How much more meaningful is it that the wonderful stories people have and remember are shared with him rather than only shared with the family after death.
I’d be lying if I didn’t say I shed a few tears this night. These people have meant so much to our family….and they are sticking with us right to the end.
Yesterday was funeral day for us. The firemen and first responders will again be at our side as we lay Kramer to rest. They are truly Waucoma’s finest. Kramer was so happy to count them all as friends.