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Closing Notes
Dec. 29th, 2001 11:45 amI need to find my grandmother, and give her a little hug goodbye.
There were some things I wanted to get done here, but as is the usual, I have run out of time. I wish I could have had more time for research on the Burney Valley... I think that will be something of a life-time passion. I wish I had the chance to see more of Willie and Brenda. I should have seen Willie's dad. I wish I could have gone to the Pit River Tribal office... asked for anything about their history.
A few sad things: Les is dying. He's the eighty-six year old gentleman with whom my parents have been neighbors with for nearly 25 years. Les is a neat person, and I will miss him. He has bone cancer, with less than two weeks... I guess Andy had it right, so many years ago: all good things must come to an end (I know Andy doesn't own the origin of the saying, but he recited it when it seemed most practical).
My high-school football coach's daughter has been arrested for a murder committed in 1992. She admitted, on Christmas Eve, to killing her then-husband. No reason was given. I need to write coach a letter... He did so much for me, when I was young and confused. I owe a lot of who I am to that man.
That's it.. the closing note. I am leaving on a jet plane.. I don't know when I'll be back again...
Goodbye, Burney...
This is home.
There were some things I wanted to get done here, but as is the usual, I have run out of time. I wish I could have had more time for research on the Burney Valley... I think that will be something of a life-time passion. I wish I had the chance to see more of Willie and Brenda. I should have seen Willie's dad. I wish I could have gone to the Pit River Tribal office... asked for anything about their history.
A few sad things: Les is dying. He's the eighty-six year old gentleman with whom my parents have been neighbors with for nearly 25 years. Les is a neat person, and I will miss him. He has bone cancer, with less than two weeks... I guess Andy had it right, so many years ago: all good things must come to an end (I know Andy doesn't own the origin of the saying, but he recited it when it seemed most practical).
My high-school football coach's daughter has been arrested for a murder committed in 1992. She admitted, on Christmas Eve, to killing her then-husband. No reason was given. I need to write coach a letter... He did so much for me, when I was young and confused. I owe a lot of who I am to that man.
That's it.. the closing note. I am leaving on a jet plane.. I don't know when I'll be back again...
Goodbye, Burney...
This is home.
