(Andree here) Lyric wrote the following poem this past June, and told Mom it was okay to post here. There is a certain sense of peace I gain from it, a thought of Erik watching over the place, as those who have beat us to the beyond are often said to do.
* * *
FOREVER
At night when sleep draws near
I hear many sounds all around
The wind, the rats, and possibly bats
But other than that I hear
My Dad walking through the house,
Almost as silent as a mouse
For when he died here on this day
His ghost would never go away
Lyric Anwyn Purdom, 6/2011
Sunday, July 17, 2011
Saturday, July 9, 2011
a poem from terry
(Andree here) Hi everyone. Dad wrote this poem just recently for Erik and wants to share it with you all. I guarantee it will make you cry, but don't be afraid of that, because you'll also feel hopeful and happy at the same time.
* * *
OUT PAST THE SUN
Where have you gone my blue eyed son
Well dad I’ve gone off to have me some fun
Gone off to heaven so far away
Don’t worry dear father I’ll see you some day
So where have you gone to my blue eyed son
Well mom I’ve gone off to have me some fun
Gone to see ancestors far far away
But don’t worry mother I’ll see you some day
And where have you gone our blue eyed one
Well my dear family gone off to have fun
Gone to the planets so far far away
But don’t worry my sweethearts I’ll see you some day
But where have you gone our blue eyed one
Brothers and sisters I’m off to have fun
Off to the galaxies far and away
But don’t you all worry I’ll see you some day
So where are you taking us blue eyed son
Well mom and dad way out past the sun
Were going to places far far away
To show you the wonders I’ve seen every day
I’m so glad you’re with me now out here today
* * *
OUT PAST THE SUN
Where have you gone my blue eyed son
Well dad I’ve gone off to have me some fun
Gone off to heaven so far away
Don’t worry dear father I’ll see you some day
So where have you gone to my blue eyed son
Well mom I’ve gone off to have me some fun
Gone to see ancestors far far away
But don’t worry mother I’ll see you some day
And where have you gone our blue eyed one
Well my dear family gone off to have fun
Gone to the planets so far far away
But don’t worry my sweethearts I’ll see you some day
But where have you gone our blue eyed one
Brothers and sisters I’m off to have fun
Off to the galaxies far and away
But don’t you all worry I’ll see you some day
So where are you taking us blue eyed son
Well mom and dad way out past the sun
Were going to places far far away
To show you the wonders I’ve seen every day
I’m so glad you’re with me now out here today
Sunday, June 19, 2011
the emperor jaeger
Jaeger recently got the lead role in the school play of "The Emperor's New Clothes." 
I mean, who does THAT look like, am I right?
Yeah. I'm right.
Kind of uncanny. And wonderful.
Saturday, April 16, 2011
another spring
Andree here. Hi, friends. I haven't anything really unusual or fresh to add as I look out into a soggy spring up here in the NW. I had been thinking lately about how subjective time can be: I still think "I have got to tell Erik this," and then have to catch myself. If I'm alone I usually follow up out loud with "Erik! Did you see that?" I don't do it a lot but I do. PS to spammers: Cut it out. Just stop it. You're not even amusing by now.
Sunday, December 19, 2010
Sunday, November 14, 2010
november
This weekend the fam and whomever could make it (I could not) went up to Buncombe Hollow to dedicate the stones set there. Erik had planned this a long time ago, and now it exists for real. Perhaps photos will be forthcoming.
It feels good to think of that project completed and ready to share.
It feels good to think of that project completed and ready to share.
Thursday, August 26, 2010
more thoughts of e
(Andree here) I promised more of the reflections our friends shared about the 14th. Let me start with Art. . .
* * *
Thank you Andy,
I feel him everyday in everything I do and know as you that we are all blessed to have him in our lives and a part of everything we do.
My best to the entire Family and warm thoughts of Erik to all.
Best regards,
Art
* * *
And Andy Collen adds. . .
* * *
Just so you know... both Amy and I road to the beach and all we could talk about was how much we missed those awesome production fire pit meetings. Never in my life have I ever met anyone that had a true understanding of what Amy and I do and how to help. Erik was a wealth of information and inspiration for us all.
I started making mead with some of his old equipment....as a one time attempt and now I find myself for some unknown reason thinking about what I could do for the next batch. I can't stop.... I know that is not me in there... rather Erik channeling through me. Hee! Hee! With a sparkle in my eye... Every time I go down stairs to the Mead vault I think of Erik and every time I need to sample the batch... I remember those times Erik just could not contain him self to share the latest brew. My latest and newest attempt is a huge batch of Ginger Mead. I feel now that every time I am racking the mead or drinking with some friends... Erik is there with me. This my way of finally accepting the reality the Erik is no longer with us... but to find a thing that I can do that I can share with Erik's spirit makes me enjoy him so much.... All I can say to everyone is come on over and lets have some MEAD! Hee! Hee! Let me know if anyone is having a party.... !
Love you all!
* * *
There is just a bit more to add, but I will save that for its own.
* * *
Thank you Andy,
I feel him everyday in everything I do and know as you that we are all blessed to have him in our lives and a part of everything we do.
My best to the entire Family and warm thoughts of Erik to all.
Best regards,
Art
* * *
And Andy Collen adds. . .
* * *
Just so you know... both Amy and I road to the beach and all we could talk about was how much we missed those awesome production fire pit meetings. Never in my life have I ever met anyone that had a true understanding of what Amy and I do and how to help. Erik was a wealth of information and inspiration for us all.
I started making mead with some of his old equipment....as a one time attempt and now I find myself for some unknown reason thinking about what I could do for the next batch. I can't stop.... I know that is not me in there... rather Erik channeling through me. Hee! Hee! With a sparkle in my eye... Every time I go down stairs to the Mead vault I think of Erik and every time I need to sample the batch... I remember those times Erik just could not contain him self to share the latest brew. My latest and newest attempt is a huge batch of Ginger Mead. I feel now that every time I am racking the mead or drinking with some friends... Erik is there with me. This my way of finally accepting the reality the Erik is no longer with us... but to find a thing that I can do that I can share with Erik's spirit makes me enjoy him so much.... All I can say to everyone is come on over and lets have some MEAD! Hee! Hee! Let me know if anyone is having a party.... !
Love you all!
* * *
There is just a bit more to add, but I will save that for its own.
Thursday, August 19, 2010
andrew: "my thoughts of e"
(Andree here again) There were many emails around the 14th of August, bittersweet and grateful and sad, missing E and happy we had him for a while.
Andrew Rotchford started the ball rolling, and I'd like tonight to post one of the threads. There's a couple more, and I promise to post those very soon indeed.
***
ABSENCE.....
I can't believe it's been two years since our good friend left us. We all miss our brother every day, he is in our thoughts and part of our daily conversation, just as if he is still here. It's days like this that remind us that he is in fact...absent. Knowing this, we will always miss our brother, this is a melancholy truth that we will all share for the rest of our days. He defiantly set the bar for all of us, a bar that he challenges all of us to follow and to move forward, exceeding our own perceived limitations and abilities. As long as we keep his amazing zest for life and his uncompromising example of friendship alive in our minds, his drive, humor, philosophy and personal goals will continue on. It's not a cure for the absence we feel, its just a brightly colored sticky band aid that we all wear until we possibly see that big guy again. On that day, I believe as always (per typical selfless Erik) he would be very interested to hear what we have done with our lives. It would be great to tell him once again "Thank you, because of your friendship, confidence, sound advice and by your excellent example we have accomplished things that we would have never thought possible had we not known you. Best of all, we achieved them all with a sense of balance and distinction."
Can you see him smiling? I can...
Andy
RESPONSE FROM DAD:
Well said Andrew, my lad. He is in our thoughts all thru the day and every day.
Thank you...
Terry
ANDREW:
Thanks Terry,
I did however find a weird spell check snafu that I did not notice until later. It changed (He definitely set the bar for all of us) to (He defiantly set the bar for all of us).
Well, I guess in Erik's case, they both work. He was always challenging the status quo, that's what made him so damn cool!!
Maybe Erik was doing a little Ghost Writing helping me with the appropriate syntax. Say hello to Donna and everyone for us.
Talk to you soon,
Andrew
Andrew Rotchford started the ball rolling, and I'd like tonight to post one of the threads. There's a couple more, and I promise to post those very soon indeed.
***
ABSENCE.....
I can't believe it's been two years since our good friend left us. We all miss our brother every day, he is in our thoughts and part of our daily conversation, just as if he is still here. It's days like this that remind us that he is in fact...absent. Knowing this, we will always miss our brother, this is a melancholy truth that we will all share for the rest of our days. He defiantly set the bar for all of us, a bar that he challenges all of us to follow and to move forward, exceeding our own perceived limitations and abilities. As long as we keep his amazing zest for life and his uncompromising example of friendship alive in our minds, his drive, humor, philosophy and personal goals will continue on. It's not a cure for the absence we feel, its just a brightly colored sticky band aid that we all wear until we possibly see that big guy again. On that day, I believe as always (per typical selfless Erik) he would be very interested to hear what we have done with our lives. It would be great to tell him once again "Thank you, because of your friendship, confidence, sound advice and by your excellent example we have accomplished things that we would have never thought possible had we not known you. Best of all, we achieved them all with a sense of balance and distinction."
Can you see him smiling? I can...
Andy
RESPONSE FROM DAD:
Well said Andrew, my lad. He is in our thoughts all thru the day and every day.
Thank you...
Terry
ANDREW:
Thanks Terry,
I did however find a weird spell check snafu that I did not notice until later. It changed (He definitely set the bar for all of us) to (He defiantly set the bar for all of us).
Well, I guess in Erik's case, they both work. He was always challenging the status quo, that's what made him so damn cool!!
Maybe Erik was doing a little Ghost Writing helping me with the appropriate syntax. Say hello to Donna and everyone for us.
Talk to you soon,
Andrew
Friday, August 13, 2010
two years
Hey Erik!This is from your birthday in 1986. What's it like where you are now? What sort of stuff do you know? You probably have Finnegan back now. I'm sure. Do you have a firepit there?
I wonder what you think when you see us. We're fine, sometimes not exactly fine, you know, all things considered. Still scooting around on the earth's crust wondering what the hell happened. You sent a couple of messages we couldn't ignore; of course you figured out something. Is that you in all those shining bubbles that keep popping up in the photos now? Because those didn't happen before. We're pretty sure they're you. They have smiley faces.
We do the best we can, not knowing what else to do. But that's the terrestrial plane for you, huh? Till we get to where you are, each in turn, we all miss you in our own way. We think of you every day. And it looks a lot like you're thinking of us.
Just imagine, will you try
I can see that you've opened your mind
Silver linings can disappear, but they always shine
It's always a Mystery, not what it seems to be
It's always a Mystery, just like you and me
You KNOW I had to throw in some Dio, buddy.
Wednesday, March 10, 2010
ode to erik, by dad
HE LIVED IN A NICE HOUSE
HAD FAMILY BY THE SCORE
HE WAS IN HIS INDUSTRY
A CAPTAIN WHO GAVE MORE
O, WHAT A LUCKY MAN HE WAS
INDEED, WHAT A LUCKY MAN HE WAS
HE WORKED FOR HIS FAMILY
WAS ALWAYS FOR THEM, THERE
HE ANSWERED THEIR FAIR NEEDS
WITH SMILE AND LOVING CARE
O, WHAT A LUCKY MAN HE WAS
INDEED, WHAT A LUCKY MAN HE WAS
HIS FRIENDS, THEY DID LOVE HIM
FOR HIS LOYALTY AND WIT
HIS MOVEMENTS AMONGST THEM
GAVE MEMORIES OF GOOD FIT
O, WHAT A LUCKY MAN HE WAS
INDEED, WHAT A LUCKY MAN HE WAS
AS LIFE MOVED ON WITH HIM
HIS BLESSINGS DID HE COUNT
THE FUTURE, IT DID LOVE HIM
BUT FATE IT WAS IN DOUBT
O, WHAT A LUCKY MAN HE WAS
INDEED, WHAT A LUCKY MAN HE WAS
THE MIRACLE AS HE NAMED IT
CAME TO HIM WITHOUT WAIT
ALL SCIENCE IN THE WORLD
COULD NOT UNDO HIS FATE
O, WHAT A LUCKY MAN HE WAS
INDEED, WHAT A LUCKY MAN HE WAS
SO WITH GRACE AND SUCH COURAGE
DID THIS LAD THEN ABIDE
‘TILL ONE DAY DID HE SMILE
LAID HIS HEAD DOWN AND DIED
BUT O, WHAT A LUCKY MAN HE WAS
INDEED, WHAT A LUCKY MAN HE WAS
HAD FAMILY BY THE SCORE
HE WAS IN HIS INDUSTRY
A CAPTAIN WHO GAVE MORE
O, WHAT A LUCKY MAN HE WAS
INDEED, WHAT A LUCKY MAN HE WAS
HE WORKED FOR HIS FAMILY
WAS ALWAYS FOR THEM, THERE
HE ANSWERED THEIR FAIR NEEDS
WITH SMILE AND LOVING CARE
O, WHAT A LUCKY MAN HE WAS
INDEED, WHAT A LUCKY MAN HE WAS
HIS FRIENDS, THEY DID LOVE HIM
FOR HIS LOYALTY AND WIT
HIS MOVEMENTS AMONGST THEM
GAVE MEMORIES OF GOOD FIT
O, WHAT A LUCKY MAN HE WAS
INDEED, WHAT A LUCKY MAN HE WAS
AS LIFE MOVED ON WITH HIM
HIS BLESSINGS DID HE COUNT
THE FUTURE, IT DID LOVE HIM
BUT FATE IT WAS IN DOUBT
O, WHAT A LUCKY MAN HE WAS
INDEED, WHAT A LUCKY MAN HE WAS
THE MIRACLE AS HE NAMED IT
CAME TO HIM WITHOUT WAIT
ALL SCIENCE IN THE WORLD
COULD NOT UNDO HIS FATE
O, WHAT A LUCKY MAN HE WAS
INDEED, WHAT A LUCKY MAN HE WAS
SO WITH GRACE AND SUCH COURAGE
DID THIS LAD THEN ABIDE
‘TILL ONE DAY DID HE SMILE
LAID HIS HEAD DOWN AND DIED
BUT O, WHAT A LUCKY MAN HE WAS
INDEED, WHAT A LUCKY MAN HE WAS
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