Woodpile Report As you know, my beloved and precious wife passed away Friday, peacefully, in her sleep, after a long and trying illness. I humbly and gratefully thank my friends and readers for their condolences and prayers. Yer ol’ Woodpile Report will return.
Readers here have noted this for several days but I wanted to wait until Remus himself posted.
I recall being in mourning for the death of my first marriage for several years; indeed those early years of the 1990s are a blur to me now. And I was only mourning the death of a marriage and the death of a family unit that slowly at first and then very rapidly receded out of my life. My second marriage was much briefer and the end of it was, alas, foreordained from the beginning. All that said I cannot begin to know the grief of this sort of passing in a man’s life. In a sense, I do not have to know it now but I am not pleased nor am I resigned.
You were the love
For certain of my life
You were simply my beloved wife
I don’t know for certain
How I’ll live my life
Now alone without my beloved wife
My beloved wife