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Bike Season Blues

Sam and the entire family learn a valuable lesson...

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I, For One, Appreciate The Tips On How Best To Fuck Up My Child

I remember when I was Child Free and knew everything there was, which I freely shared with parents.  Because what Breeder doesn't appreciate such advice?

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Got Twenty Dollars In My Pocket

Trippy music video starring Sadie.

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You Have To Break A Few Eggs

Sam, showing off to Sadie...

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That's Entertainment!

It's the simple pleasures...

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Goodbye, Bro

SRO today at the church in Franklin, VT.  It's a cliche to suggest that the departed would be pleased by thus-and-such, but if you knew Lloyd, you'd know that he's totally talking about the turnout at whatever metaphysical diner he now frequents.  

The Lions were there in force.  The Guard.  The Legion.  The Democrats.  All given a shoutout by his pastor, all there to honor our mutual, dear friend, who touched so many people through all his love and service.

It was great to see our Secretary of State and Governor Peter Shumlin's Secretary of Administration in attendance, not to mention myriad legislators.  And top folks from the Vermont Democratic Party.

I recognized a lot of other faces, though remembered few of their names.  They were people Sam and I had briefly met, introduced by Lloyd as he chatted them up at the Kit Kat.  The whole service had a Wonderful Life feel about it.

It was the first funeral I've been to since my mother's 7 years ago.  And that's all I've got to say about that.

Be at peace, bro.

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Our Friend Lloyd

People on Facebook saw that I asked for good vibes for my friend Lloyd, who had been involved in a horrible car accident Wednesday morning.  Well, I got word a few hours ago that he succumbed to his injuries.

We'd actually thought he'd died the afternoon of the wreck.  Social media is a powerful tool for communication, including information that isn't entirely accurate.  So after some tears we were relieved to find that, for the moment anyway, he was still with us and everybody was doing all they could to help him.

Yesterday I had this exchange with my son:

Sam crashing trains, suddenly asks, "where Yoyd go?" Lloyd's in the hospital. "Why?" Car crash. "Other guys helping him?" Yes. "Oh, good."

We'd consciously not said much around him, but apparently did enough because since then, Sam's been concerned about Yoyd, and today he was pretending that cars were hitting him and hurting his head.  He has always loved crashing cars and trains and whatever, but this is a new development, having himself involved.  Guess kids pick up a lot more than we give them credit for.

Yoyd was Sam's special buddy.  We would go up to Enosburg every few weeks to have lunch with him at the Kit Kat Diner.  Been doing that since 2010, shortly after the election.  That's when I first met Lloyd, running as an Independent in my quixotic quest for a VT House seat.

Even though I was an outsider--not much of a political threat, but still--Lloyd was one of the first Democrats to welcome me when I crashed their events.  He treated me like a colleague, and is one of the biggest reasons I decided I could join the party and not compromise my principles.

To the right, you'll see him in his true element.  Wearing his Franklin County Democrats t-shirt, he worked the new HQ last fall, chatting with our (now) State Auditor, and incumbent and re-elected Secretary of State, amongst other party and government officials.  Lloyd was our committee's Secretary and State Committeeman (yes, that is the title), and had held many other positions, including county Chair.  A wealth of institutional knowledge in that noggin.

And an unexhaustible amount of love and caring in that soul.  A man dedicated to his community, serving as a Selectman (again, yes, that's the title) and Moderator for his town of Enosburgh, working at the food shelf, and always going out of his way for his fellow veterans.

In fact, he was on his way down to Montepelier when his car collided with another vehicle in Sheldon.  The Vermont League of Cities and Towns was holding its Local Government Day, wherein municipal and county officials get updates on pending state legislation and whatnot.  He'd asked a couple weeks before if I'd want to go with him--when going to state committee meetings, we would meet in St Albans and I would drive from there--but I teach on Wednesdays so had to beg off.  We hadn't seen each other since January, so that was a disappointment, but of course there would be other opportunities.

Our last email exchange (he preferred talking on the phone, but knew I don't so much) was about our family's plans to go up to Enosburgh in the next two weeks.  Ericka manages some property up there and had suggested we all get together for lunch when she had a meeting.  His final response, "keep me posted, bro."

I don't exactly remember how it started.  I think I'd written something like, "rock on, bro," in a message and it just sorta became our thing.  Every voicemail from Lloyd started, "hey brother, it's yer old bro..."

Gonna miss that terribly.

ntodd

I Get A Little Warm In My Heart

The kids are hard at work...

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Friday Famblogging

Pip blends.

In other news, Sadie has turned into a rather mobile 5mo...

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It's Santaday!

Driving through Underhill.


By the river in Jeffersonville.

And we saw Santa at the new Cambridge Fire Station today...

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