Today is the day of my birth. Another one followed me 58 minutes later. He would die in many less years than 58. And so on this day of our birth I am remembering Jerry my twin. Jerry had a heart of gold and more friends than I could ever imagine. He also had two wonderful sons-- he loved to sing --and he had a problem. DRUGS. The night that he died I knew. I could feel the loss. I was living in Saint Petersburg, Fl and Jerry died in Milford, De. I woke up out of a deep sleep and screamed to Will that Jerry was dead. I waited for the call which came early the next morning. I had already booked my flight and packed my bags.
The day of Jerry's Funeral I drove with my first cousin Bethany from Fathers side of the family. I knew there would be so many people attending that would recognize me and I knew that I would not. Recognize them. Bethany had never left our home town and was still living in the past. I guess she was living in her present but she was definitely living in my past. I told Bethany to be my memory and whisper softly the names of those approaching. Bethany did great.
This was my third family funeral in less than a year and this one was the hardest. First Mother in September than Granny in October and now Jerry in April. So many friends, family, and strangers to me, attended the service. Jerry had been cremated and at the end of the service the four of us that were left scattered Jerry's ashes in the Broadkill River. Right in front of the big brick house on the hill in the river that Uncle Lekah had dredged so many years ago. I thought of those colorful lights on that hot summer night. I remembered the log cabin we had built in the forest & how much we loved sledding down the big hill when the first snow came. I looked up at the house and could see our bedroom windows and remembered all those shared hot summer and cold winter nights. As I watched Jerry's ashes floating down The Broadkill River I knew that he would like this. This hill, this house, this river. This is where Jerry belonged. I smiled thru my tears. And so on this day of my birth I celebrate Jerry's life. He was my twin, my protector, my brother, my friend.
HAPPY BIRTHDAY JERRY. Thank you for sharing my birth.