18 years ago now. HM is suddenly gone, forever.
I remain, however, and am more or less in the same place in terms of dealing with the loss of the great HM/ET Bass.
Each passing year means that (naturally and obviously) more healing time has gently placed itself between the physical loss and my emotions. It’s a good thing, actually, and I’m fully committed to accepting it. After all, what choices do I have? I suppose I could resist it and maintain a life full of darkness and pain, constantly denying reality. But that’s a super hard road and kinda stupid!
Not for me.
Instead, and not unlike the movie “Otto” with Tom Hanks, 18 years ago I was handed a heavy set personal life choices.
Bottom line: my father would be glad to know that under the circumstances of his loss, I am as happy as can be, apparently able to successfully navigate both the harsh and calm conditions that make up the vast ocean of his love and legacy.
He made such a deep impression on so many of us.
I’m truly blessed to be the person writing about him.
I will always love you, dad.
DM
He will always be remembered.
One and Only!
David
You are the son he would have wanted. I know in my heart that Howard is so proud of you. You are the only one who could cherish and protect the legacy of this huge talent. I am so honored to call you both friend.
David
I’m glad you post each year and I get to think about one of my favorite … and one the greatest … comedic actors!
It doesn’t get any better than Kelp’s father (“my poor Dada”) and ETB!