For those of you who do not know, my wife Linda and I were staying at Marina Del Rey on Jan2, 2017 excited about the upcoming Rose Bowl for which we had seats. It was a homecoming of sorts for my wife who lived their with her Oscar and Emmy Award winning Husband until he passed away a few years before. At about 7AM Pacific time I received a phone call that my middle son John passed away just hours before in Washington DC from an apparent opioid overdose.
Can you imagine the pain we felt. Had to go back home to Pa. we could not get a flight until after the game. Never felt so low. So alone. But my wife, best friends and a couple USC fans gave me such an outpouring of emotions that they enabled me to get through that day.
I still see my son's beautiful face, his great smile, his athletic skills which enabled him to be a walk on at Wake Forest and a student at Case Western and Columbia University.
I can only imagine the pain David is feeling
It won't go away however it will subside.
I am looking at John's photo as I write this response and think of his last few days at the house. A photo of my ex wife, my 3 kids and me. The last one as a complete family. His ashes now on the mantle piece. Can't let go just yet as I receive solace by thinking about what they represent: clay, and divine presence.
John will be with me this season. He was with us at the Michigan State game last year. He loved it.
So sorry David for your loss