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My mother died two days after her 56th birthday, in May of 1992. It was only when Christmas came that year, and I was placing an old family ornament on the tree, that the full import of her absence struck me. It was the first Christmas I'd ever had without my mom, and the whole concept was a bit overwhelming.
We mark our lives by such events. It is a measure of each turn of The Wheel, as reckoned by the ancients, and we humans attach significance to these dates in order to have some grasp of the flow of Time and our place in it. Family gatherings become touchstones, points in our memories, something to grasp and cling to as the inexorable river of time flows past and around us.
Wolf, that is truly a great piece. Every time I hear it, it gives me comfort with its great truth.
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"To those of you who are wearing ties, I think my dad would appreciate it if you took them off." - Robert Moog
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