Charles O. Sorrow

A day in the park came with bright sunshine and warm midday temperatures. Birds sang beautifully, little fuzzy creatures scampered underfoot, and all the while flying and crawling insects went about their business. People walked dogs, runners took advantage of the trail which offered a nice mixture of sun and shade. Workers broke up the day with a peaceful lunch amid new lovers and infidels who sought a serene locale for anonymity. Just another day in paradise.

I had left work early to attend a funeral of my dear friend, former colleague and a great man, Charles Sorrow. I chose to run in the park in hopes of what I found. I wanted to celebrate life. It worked. I enjoyed creation. I delighted in being alive. I rejoiced in times spent with Charles. I honored how Charles Sorrow made the world a better place. I prayed for Charles and his family. And I offered thanks for life and thanks for Charles.


Thanks be to God. Amen and Amen.