— Musings —10.13.2012 11:25 AM
Mr. Coyne
Andrew Coyne’s Dad has passed away.
I didn’t know Andrew’s Dad. But when my own Dad died – eight years, three months and 28 days ago – I was drowning in grief. I could not breathe.
Andrew and I weren’t close friends or anything, back then. I didn’t understand him all that well; intelligent conservatives have that effect on me.
But Andrew took me to lunch, and I admit I was having a bit of a hard time keeping it together. Despite that, it was apparent to me that this was a son who also loved his father, a lot. You could tell.
If Andrew sees this, this is the only insight I have to offer him: things aren’t the same, afterwards. You stay sad, but it gets a bit less sad as time goes by.
Also, you need to remember him in every achievement you have, on every single day you have left.
And this: I didn’t know your Dad. But I know he must have been pretty proud to have a son like you.
A very menschlich tribute, Warren, and a very menschlich thing for Andrew to have done eight years ago.
Well said, WK.
My condolences to Mr. Coyne.
Warren,
I also am sorry for Andrew Coyne’s loss. One doesn’t necessarily realize when a parent is still with us how much their comportment has instilled values in their children. That was certainly my case. My father had many qualities and I now recognize some of them in myself. I’m working to add others to the list! My message for everyone who has suffered a significant loss: take the best you’ve learned from the deceased and apply it to your own efforts. In that way, the departed can live on through your own personal commitments. A fine tribute, in my case, from son back to father.
That was a wonderful thing to read Warren….I didn’t know your dad or Mr Coyne’s but I sure am going to give my dad a big hug tonight. Thanks Warren, reminds me of how much politics mean in the big picture….I love you dad…
Really nice note, Warren. I saw the news come across my Twitter feed this morning and called my parents soon after.