Notes from the Landslide
A book collecting writing produced on social media or local Sitka media in the course of the August 2015 landslides and recovery efforts.
A book collecting writing produced on social media or local Sitka media in the course of the August 2015 landslides and recovery efforts.
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him that it was a reflection of who his sons were and are....and a reflection<br />
of how he and his wife, <strong>the</strong>ir mom - raised <strong>the</strong>se two, such<br />
that <strong>the</strong>y touched so many corners of Sitka, with <strong>the</strong>ir electric, fun,<br />
smiling personalities......<br />
It was a thoughtful, reflective, quiet conversation he and I had.<br />
Fa<strong>the</strong>rhood. The thought I quoted fit this moment. Love cannot go<br />
away <strong>from</strong> a parent’s, a dad’s view of his sons. In this moment of<br />
loss, we both had <strong>the</strong> same sense - that love is truly in <strong>the</strong> heart and<br />
mind and will never go away. Interestingly, we kept pointing to our<br />
hearts during our reflective conversation. It truly is inscribed on<br />
<strong>the</strong> heart and it truly will remain <strong>the</strong>re forever. I enjoyed immensly<br />
listening and talking with Mr. Diaz.......realizing and agreeing that<br />
<strong>the</strong>y will never be gone <strong>from</strong> him, nor my sons <strong>from</strong> me, as that<br />
Love - who <strong>the</strong>y are - is inscribed on <strong>the</strong> hearts forever.........as <strong>the</strong><br />
family, relatives, and friends showed up.......and we enjoyed <strong>the</strong> rest<br />
of <strong>the</strong> evening with all......<br />
Laughter, conversation, a few tears, lots of hugs, fun with little ones,<br />
carried <strong>the</strong> evening.......and when it was time to go.....I enjoyed<br />
that <strong>the</strong>re were many handshakes, hugs, and it ended with a warm<br />
embrace with Mom, Mrs. Diaz as she smiled and shared hugs with<br />
Nicholaas and Anthony....and <strong>the</strong>n as she hugged me and we looked<br />
at <strong>the</strong>se two sons of mine.....she said that <strong>the</strong>y were her two sons<br />
now.....and that we would share <strong>the</strong>m, toge<strong>the</strong>r......parents, always.<br />
*warm sigh*..........it was a good evening at <strong>the</strong> Diaz home and I<br />
suspect, as I have come to know <strong>the</strong>m over time....I clearly see why<br />
Elmer and Uli are Elmer and Uli.......<strong>the</strong>y have a wonderful Mom<br />
and Dad......Love inside <strong>the</strong> home.....something that lasts forever......<br />
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