I have lost a dear friend, and I am so sad. Earl’s and my story goes all the way back to the 4th grade when this adorable, sweet boy came to Laurel Avenue Elementary School. While our lives the past couple of decades made it such that we saw each other infrequently, during much of our history, we were very close and each other’s rock.
I am not a fisherman, but our story did begin over fish – guppies and canned tuna. A group of boys and I used to run and chase on the playground after school (Anyone still out there who remembers “Donna’s touch”?), and one day Earl asked if I would like some guppies. I can still not only remember but feel how it felt that first time walking home with my new friend; he was really enthusiastic and energetic, and SO nice. I liked this person. We were alike; we understood each other. It seemed we were not new friends at all, but I couldn’t imagine the wonderful 68-year bond that was to follow. Oh, the fun we had, and the traumas we weathered! We fought each other’s battles and celebrated our achievements, not to mention the support through each love affair. All through school and UCLA, we were there for each other, and I always adored him. A truer friend there couldn’t be!
Later, my husband, Gary, and I enjoyed Earl and Pam together and have some really nice memories, but I’m especially glad to have spent time with Earl during a period when our children were young. We got to know and really like each other’s kids and had some great times together. Justin and Jeremy, while so wishing it were for some other reason, my kids are looking forward to being with you on Sunday. Your father was a special person and one to be admired – so smart, so accomplished, always willing to advise and help, and funny too – just a wonderful human being, vulnerable, loving, and masterful.
Pam, you are the best! Thank goodness Earl had you for almost half his life. He really lucked out. He deserved the best, and he got it. For 34 years, you blessed him with a wonderful life, and he loved you dearly. I knew that way back when you were courting. You’ve had a wild ride, haven’t you – and, wow, all 10 of the billfish species!! Of course, you will have sad days ahead, and I want you to know I’ll be here for you. I so don’t want Earl to be gone. I want to meet the two of you for dinner and have him tease me about the old days. I want him to tell me to come to Costa Rica, and this time I’ll go. Why didn’t I go! Too many “whys”! He was my friend, and I will miss him. May he rest in peace…
Love you, Earl,
Donna