On Thursday, Lennis Moore passed away. Catie told me before classes on Friday, but I had heard many updates from my Mother, who was living with Lennis and his family for the last few months. My mother's relationship to that family warmed my heart, but nowhere near as much as it warmed theirs. Gin and Tonics 'til the sheriff cuts you off at that place, right there on the porch. Such a beautiful home, such a beautiful welcoming spirit. Sandy was my 8th grade English teacher, and about 9 years ago, she too was diagnosed with a brain tumor. She lost a lot of her faculties, but still had a gorgeous and boisterous soul. Lennis was patient and loving with her, and together those three were a damn good time and a damn perfect match.
I'll miss you, Lennis. You made life a fucking riot and history lesson all at the same time, and I'll never hold a candle to you in that respect. You're a wonderful man and it's a shame we won't be able to volley words and hugs next time I'm in Iowa.
May you be feeling the light somewhere,
Lucas
