This date has special meaning to me. When I was a child we joked about it being “Leap
Day” and said we would not want to be born on this date. Who wants a birthday only once every four
years? But what if you died on this
date? I never thought about that.
Well, now I’ve thought about that a lot in the past 12 years because my older brother Jerry died on February 29, 2008. He was 65 years old and died after a five year
battle with Mantel Cell Lymphoma cancer.
He went through multiple chemotherapy treatments, an attempted stem cell
transplant and many other uncomfortable treatments. He was treated at the Mayo Clinic in
Rochester, Minnesota. He spent several weeks at the Gift of Life Transplant
House in Rochester after the stem cell transplant. There was a requirement that he have someone stay there
with him during that time. Charlie, our brother, and I each stayed with
him for half of his time there. I took
medical leave from my job and stayed for the first part and then Charlie came for
the remainder of the time.
I don’t mean to write all this as something sad. I just want to share my memory of someone
that was very special in my life.
Charlie, myself and Jerry, Easter 1954 |
Jerry was a writer and a newspaper editor but more than
anything he was a lover of nature. He
settled in Minnesota because he loved the beautiful countryside, lakes and
wildlife. He camped out and canoed as
much as he could and he even spent most of one year living in the wilderness
with his tent and canoe. He taught me so
much about many things and always listened when I had a problem. Jerry was a unique and real person in a
world that was often very superficial.
He had requested to be cremated and have his ashes spread in
a quiet and hidden part of the Mississippi headwaters where he used to
camp. He was the first member of our
family to be cremated and I initially had mixed feelings about
it. Per his request we only had
immediate family members there when we spread his ashes. It was a beautiful and private
ceremony. It could not have been more
perfect and well suited to who he was as a person.
When I thought about his death falling on a date that comes
just once every four years, I realized that date would have suited him
perfectly. He was not like any other
person I’ve ever known. He would
have liked that date. If it had not been
leap year he would have died on March 1st and he would never have wanted that
because it was our Mother’s birthday. It
is funny how things work out sometimes.
Birthdays always bring back memories. You have written a great tribute to your brother and how fortunate you were to have him.
ReplyDeleteThank you Red for your kind words. Yes, I was fortunate to have him in my life.
DeleteWhat a wonderful photo of the three of you. It sounds like you were all quite close - the best part of being family. I imagine your memories of your brother are extra-strong every leap year, simply due to the uniqueness of the date.
ReplyDeleteThank you Jenny. Most of the photos of the three of us are when we were young. Once we grew up we all lived in different states and rarely got together at the same time.
DeleteWhat a wonderful picture, and a wonderful tribute. I have written a great long and rambling thought about family memory, and erased it twice, so I'll just leave it here. I'm glad his day came around again.
ReplyDeleteOh Joanne, you should post your thoughts about your family memories. Our memories are so much a part of who we are and where we came from. In some ways our memories are all we have. I was torn about this post and almost did not make it. I didn't want to write a sad post but I did want to pay tribute to my brother. I want a part of my blog to be a memory or a record for my children and grandchildren. Thank you for reading, commenting and understanding.
DeleteBonnie, I am glad you posted this and thank you for sharing the sadness about your brother's illness and early deaht as well as the fond memories. He truly sounds like a special person. Did he keep a diary of his year in the wilderness? I am intrigued by a liefstyle so different from how most of us live, with all mod cons.
ReplyDeleteHe had a journal and many other writings including an unpublished book. When he was dying he burned all of his writings saying they were too personal. I hated that but I have to respect his feelings. Thank you for your comment.
DeleteHow sad! This post brought tears to my eyes. What the hell is wrong with me? Stop leaking will ya?
ReplyDeleteYou and my brother would have shared the love of the outdoors.
DeleteMinnesota is my home state and I love it. No matter if I am living right across the Red River up here I will always be a Minnesotan. Your brother sounds like a wonderful person and that you were lucky to be so close to him. :)
ReplyDeleteI've been to Minnesota a few times and loved it. It truly is a beautiful state.
DeleteYour brother sounds like some both of us would have liked...it is so good to have the good memories. I have two sisters that have passed on and it always happens that we examine the memories we have of them. Laugh about somethings...think oh, how I wish I could go tell them this or that. Specially my one sister. She was the 'star'of our family.
ReplyDeleteI know how you feel about missing our family members. I have one older brother left but I don't get to see him. He decided to retire in Costa Rica and loves doing bird and nature photography there. He is almost 80 but very active and always on the go.
DeleteA lovely tribute about your much loved and missed brother Jerry. The photo of the three of you together is so special. I spy the Easter basket and your pretty Easter dress! :)
ReplyDeleteThank you. I was two there so I don't remember much about that time period. I do know after having two boys my Mother always loved to dress me in frilly outfits. I probably would have been the same way if I would have had a girl.
DeleteHe sounds like a wonderful person. You were lucky to have him in your life. Thank you for sharing.
ReplyDeleteThank you for stopping by Sharon. I know you have been super busy lately!
DeleteA lovely and poignant tribute to your brother. I have two friends with birthdays on Feb. 29th but I can't recall knowing anyone personally who died on that date.
ReplyDeleteSorry to be late with my commenting.
Thank you for stopping by RWP. I appreciate your kind words. It has always seemed strange to me to have a day that only came around once every four years. But then the methods of maintaining accurate time do get a little involved!
DeleteInteresting how these fate things happen that he wouldn't have wanted 1st March, so he got 29th Feb. He looks very grown up in the photo. Thanks for sharing the story Bonnie. You have often mentioned him to me in the past. Now I have some more of his story. X
ReplyDeleteEven though Jerry and I settled in different states we always kept in touch regularly with frequent letters long before email. He and my oldest son even played chess by mail. Thank you Rachel.X
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