Michael Munas (michaelboy) wrote,
Michael Munas

The Hand of the Living

I met a 96 year-old meteorologist last night. He had fallen at a care home and was significantly injured. We talked about isobars, forecasting, Accuweather and on-air weather personalities -- but the most significant thing to come to me out of this night was that we are all very small and so short-lived.

When the dull nights are over, and the dull days also,
When the soreness of lying so much in bed is over,
When the physician; after long putting off, gives the silent and
terrible look for an answer,
When the children come hurried and weeping, and the brothers
and sister have been sent for,
When medicine stand unused on the shelf, and the camphor smell
has pervaded the rooms,
When the faithful hand of the living does not desert the hand of
the dying,
~ Walt Whitman, from “Leaves of Grass”
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