Monday, September 24, 2018

Rand and Anna living in New Orleans from the 1920s to the year 1982.

David Randolph (Rand) Williams 
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Thomas Williams

I can still see my hard-working father that was getting along in age slowly walking up the steps to his home after a hard days work.

Feeling the crushing reality of his wife, death.

When only days after the funeral he kept hanging in there so he could keep raising his children that were also having a very bad time greaving about their mother dying.

When he suddenly pauses stopping on the steps, to quietly listen to this music playing on the radio.

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=CvFH_6DNRCY


Debussy - Clair de Lune.

Taking a moment with something very beautiful that he still likes in the mists of his deep sorrow. Just because my Father was being strong over losing his faithful companion who simply adored him all those years together. He still felt deep pain, sorrow, and grief like everyone else only he did so quietly. Keeping his suffering to himself as best he could. Raising his family on a middle income like most people living in America still, do. That my Father was our families best friend through everything.

He died 20 years later still as brave as ever keeping his sorrow to himself, but of course, however, his children at his bedside all knew better. Because we felt his tender gentle love our whole life long together. So, of course, he also couldn't hide his pain from us either.

He closed his eyes to silently take his last breath in 1982.

So now it is our turn to stop and pause when we hear something beautiful in the midst of my own grief and sorrow. Because like my father taught me back then we should always take some time with something you like cuz it goes a long way when the going gets rough.

But I have also learned since then that strength does have its limitations, even for the strongest people among us. And that crying is also only normal when we just cannot stand any more sorrow.

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=izQsgE0L450


Samuel Barber - Adagio for Strings

My Fathers name was David Randolph Williams who loved a woman called Anna Kutcher that they had three children. David, Tommy, and Norma and that only Tommy and Norma are still alive and who is left to say something about them to you now after all those many years ago then.
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 Anna Kutcher
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Thomas Williams - That coincidentally my own wife died after 30 years of marriage and who I cannot begin to tell you how much I love her, Susan Marie. As my own father loved his wife, Anna back then.
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