The Word's Out

So many people are reaching out to me, our family and our friends...it's amazing to us all. I received a beautiful letter from a woman who listens to Byran Lubeck's music and Dave's keyboard work and shared her story of taking care of her mother who died at home several years ago. It was so poignant. I went to Elder Beerman yesterday and the woman who checked me out looked at my credit card and said "I thought that was you LeeAnn, I knew Dave from Czar's" and hugged me. He just knew so many people or touched their lives with his music.

Yesterday I finished up a couple things at the funeral home and went by Riverview cemetery. That is where Dave's ashes will go in a "niche". All these terms I didn't know. Anyway, I looked around and think I found the one. Actually, it will be for both of us. Dave's father, Clint, is buried there (as is some of my family) and I found one that looks toward his dad.

Looking out the front window at the fall clouds rolling above the elementary school... the tree leaves are green, yellow and red. It's time to finish putting things in place, ready things for the winter to come. I think I should continue the blog for awhile. As long as Dave's story continues, it just feels right.

peace, love, groove