Archived posting to the Leica Users Group, 2013/03/24
[Author Prev] [Author Next] [Thread Prev] [Thread Next] [Author Index] [Topic Index] [Home] [Search]To the LUG FAMILY. A shared memorial. The LUG to me evolved into a form of family over the years, must be near 10 years? I've made a grand number of friends whose personage is only on the screen, but in mental relationship they are as brothers and sisters within the LUG family. Others I've the greater plesure of shaking their hands, enjoyed face to face conversation and most certainly "a wee dram of Single Malt Scotch." We have laughed ourselves almost silly at times and yet felt the loss of some of the finest photographer human beings you would ever want to know. My wife Irene who passed away a year ago, some of you knew her personally, was part of the family as are most wives and or husbands. So it is with this "membership of screen family" I post this memorial to my dear wife Irene who started my wild and crazy life in photography when she gave me my first camera, 27 May 1950. "She was the toughest assed "PHOTO EDITOR ONE COULD POSSIBLY HAVE!" By the same token, gave praise so beautifully when it was worth receiving when you "shot a good one!" TO IRENE: The past few days as the one year has arrived as I am today, it's bringing many wonderful memories of Irene and our lives during our 64 years ( I was going to say enjoyable wedded bliss?) But I thought as I typed the last word.... "bliss" there would be a bolt of lightening and me sitting here fried and naked before a smoldering computer! :-) That would be her quiet subtle way of letting me know she was still around keeping an eye out for my well being. :-) As every couple do during a long and generally happy union, we all have what we might say, the odd... "Maddening moments!" However if the love is strong enough for each other, it holds fast and we stand fast together and push the "usually minor negative moment" aside! And carry on as steadfast as we were when we said our marriage vows to each other so long ago, when we were a couple of twenty year olds in the truest innocence of the world! Over the years while away on long periods of assignments I missed her, but always knew when I opened the door to home. Or walking into the waiting crowded air-terminal her smiling face and warm hug was the best home coming in the world! Today, one year after her passing, sometimes I hate opening the door to "our empty home" that still has her comforting touch that I know will always be there. She maybe gone, but her wonderful presence is still here assuring me at a low moment she is still keeping an eye on me with her ever loving ways. I did love her so! Thank you all for being part of my family. ted