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Below are my drawings of Darrell. I hope he isn't up there saying, "Oh, Norman! It's all about you." That's one of the mantra's I've recently taken from Buck, trying to catch myself when its "all about me."
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We've talked about you so much in the past few days. The idea that you will pass
on and be so easily forgotten was a foolish notion. You are missed. I am so pissed
off that you won't be attending your own memorial - I cannot tell you how much.
I'm going to imagine you there so I can get the down low. Be good to yourself
now. No more tomfoolery. xo
and the Imperfect|
been having these imperfect thoughts about imperfection. My friend Buck just passed
on. He wanted to go, so I guess that's fine. His lot was lousy (Job had an easier
lot). Physical pain, psychosocial pain beyond the toilet bowl, along with problems
too mundane, problems too private to get into here. Not surprisingly, Buck was
not your average guy. Left behind a lot of friend who now see (even more clearly)
just how special.
the imperfect thought is a contemplation of Buck's pain and failing, faults and
how transcendent his sad life was. A beacon to the satisfactoriness of the imperfect.
show up at my front door. Was it a month, 2 months, half a year? who knows and
who cared. you were here and then you were gone. the loss of you has been sudden
yet I'm so used to the random call, you suddenly showing up at the door full of
stories, travel and in need of a good meal. you were always trying to reinvent
yourself yet the pain never let you reach what we all saw as great potential.
may this new journey be 'light' in all the meanings that this word conjures. your
potential is now possible supported only by your great spirit - not hindered anymore.
love you man!
My Dear Friend Darrell,
I'm sorry for taking so long to write you a note. I'm glad for you that your pain and suffering is over. However I'm sad that I can't just call my friend to B.S. anymore. I find myself flooded with memories of things that we did that have long been forgotten, the many road trips, like when you bought the girls glasses that we had picked up hitchhiking for $10.00 just so you could see to drive, ( now that was funny). Or the road trips to Slocan in late October and we walked all night just to keep from freezing, you get really bitchy man. I still tell the story of you and Lupo eating my $30.00 steaks, now that pissed me off. But, that's what we were really all about. The many chapters of my life you have been a significant part of (good and bad) are now over, for that I am very sad. You will be greatly missed and I will always be proud to call you friend.
Love your "Bro" Sean
oh a few people
like a monument?
next time round
we'll all blossom
... I met Darrell through his adoption of Lupo, a dog I went to pick up in my brand new car (got a couple of days before) in the middle of a snowstorm after receiving a call from the rescue group I volunteer for, telling me he could not handle being in the kennel he was put in after his rescue. When I finally found my way to the kennel, a few hours later, they brought me a very smelly, dirty, skin and bone, scared dog. And somehow, my heart felt for him, I loved that dog.
mention we got lost in the middle of the storm on our way back? Or that Lupo actually
baptized my brand new car in the meantime?
Usually I would wait a couple of days before giving a bath to a dog so he knows me a little bit and has a chance to trust me. But, in Lupo's case, the smell was strong enough to peel the paint off the walls! With the help of a friend, Liz, we got through a bath experience none of us will ever forget! Then, we realized Lupo was actually quite white indeed...
... and also that Lupo had a compulsive habit of licking his private's parts like no other dog have done before! He was amazingly flexible, I would say. Incredebly creative. Could have written the Kama Sutra or might have reinvented it for dogs... Will we ever be able to get him off this non-stop habit? We figure that if we keep him busy enough we might have a chance to get him off his self-centered habit. Got to love that dog!
As time went by, Lupo added some pounds on his bones, became more confident and abandoned his not to appealing habit. Liz took him for a while so there will be less dogs in the househod. Then Oloff started walking him, bringing him everywhere and eventually at a friend's place where Lupo met Darrell...
and Darrell really, really loved this dog!!!
Leslie Darnell has written Darrell a long letter in memorium on facebook. Below is a sample...
... "Much too young, cut short just when you had found some creative happiness at this time in life. Not a religious but a spiritual man, not attached to earthly possessions but definitely attached still to his dog." ...
don't remember joy |
when I was a boy
but didn't the days run on
was a clever man
in my house
Eric Mulholland wrote a "requiem"|
: "... I discover that Darrell is knocking at my memory and asking for a moment of my time. He does not need to be brought to life and articulated like a fictional character. Darrell Darnell has been here on earth, lived large across the world and stages of life. ... I met him when he was 14 and I was 28. He was adrift from his family but he was awake and alive and funny and active. ..." click here to read
|Hi Norm and fellow Darrell missers,|
I don't know if Darrell Darnell ever mentioned me to you, but he was a close friend to myself and my family since 2005, when he was living in Chilliwack.
I just found out about his passing on Thursday night.
I first met Darrell when I was renting a small house in Chilliwack and he moved in to the house, with his dog,and our lives...what a unique and gifted person he was, although I often thought he didn't know that, or maybe didn't want to admit it..
He left Chilliwack in 2007, but we kept in touch after that, we spoke on the phone in April and he asked when I was coming to Toronto and told him in October and we would meet up then..now that obviously is not going to happen...Darrell I'm upset with you for checking out so early in your life, I think he was only 44.
There will always be a part in our hearts for Darrell and will miss him always.
Cliff Jones and Sheila, Barb. Pam Stacey,and Denice
everyone, this is Pam (Pamela Kyssa). I met Darrell at a 'drop in' center in Toronto,
Parkdale area...about 24 years ago.....he was working there.|
Robin, I think I remember you, hi and thank you for sending this email, xx
Darrell was a big support to me, I was a young single mother of very low income and I had had a child from a man who was abusive/lost. I was alone without family in Canada (I'm originally from London, England) and Darrell helped me get through some very difficult times. He also had his own difficult things to process and I like to think that I helped him also.
I am sad to hear of Darrell's passing though I have to say at the same time I feel a little bit of relief, on his behalf, he did struggle and I know he was not very well for a long time.
Dani, if you are reading this, I say hello...my son Sascha is 25 now and he is a lovely young man. I am now living in Ottawa and Sascha is living and studying at university in the U.S.A.. I wonder how Sam is doing, he must be 26 or 27 now.
I recognize another name from the list 'Norman', hi Norman I know you were close to Darrell and you were very kind to him.
I do not recognize any other names on the list but hello to you all, we share something in common, we all knew Darrell :)
May he be resting in peace, having a great liberated time or something else that he finds wonderful, with love from Pam xxxxx and love from my son Sascha xxxxx Hi Darrell, if you're listening/watching ... whooooohooooooooh see ya later buddy! Hugs!
We just had the most beautiful memorial at our home for a dear brother/friend Darrell who passed recently. What a precious thing is a life. What a precious thing is a friend. He was a giant, and big things will come of our gathering together today, because he was an extraordinary soul who reflected soulfully with so many. We will bring him with us, as we newfound friends creatively journey together within exciting endeavours whose seeds were generated today. These days especially, it is so good to gather.
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