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October 16, 2005

falcon cannot hear the falconer

10/16/05

I promise I'll get back to being a good "online diarist" and all, but we just pulled into Dallas and got Ol' Ironsides to sleep, and I thought - why should I write a blog when my sister Michelle just got back from the Gulf Coast and has an amazing treatise on her website? Why should both of us Williamses have to work at the same time? Thus, I encourage - nay, urge you to go read her wonderful account of her 10-day journey into the damaged heart of disaster-struck America. For those of you with short attention spans, there are pictures. And since Blogger is weird, feel free to come back here to comment.

Posted by Ian Williams at October 16, 2005 11:09 PM

Comments

Posted by: killian at October 17, 2005 4:12 AM

Thank you, Michelle, for an absolutely beautiful "treatise"---and in my book, you ARE the boss... Best wishes for the big "next."

Posted by: scruggs at October 17, 2005 6:52 AM

wow

Posted by: michelle at October 17, 2005 7:42 AM

Hey, I was there for two weeks, not ten days, I just lost a few in there somewhere...

Posted by: Bud at October 17, 2005 9:58 AM

Michelle, I've said it before and I'll say it again: you are amazing.

If we all had your courage, this would be the world it's supposed to be.

Posted by: Claverack Weekender at October 17, 2005 10:15 AM

What are you doing in Dallas? Don't forget to try Teppo on Greenville or Fireside Pies on Henderson.

Posted by: kaz at October 17, 2005 3:31 PM

michelle,

firstly, thank you for being willing to take the bad with the good and sticking with an organization that actually helps people, even if it's not always in the ways we'd hope.

secondly, i so relate to the angsting that you express. and i also relate to the difficulty of re-entry into "life" after such an extraordinary experience. i hope you'll be gentle with yourself and create time and space to decompress.

in the meantime, for whatever reason, i thought that you might appreciate these lyrics. i stumbled across them recently and have felt profoundly moved by their directness.

cheers,
kaz

Artist/Band: Ochs Phil
Lyrics for Song: When I'm Gone
Lyrics for Album: There But for Fortune

There's no place in this world where I'll belong when I'm gone
And I won't know the right from the wrong when I'm gone
And you won't find me singin' on this song when I'm gone
So I guess I'll have to do it while I'm here

And I won't feel the flowing of the time when I'm gone
All the pleasures of love will not be mine when I'm gone
My pen won't pour out a lyric line when I'm gone
So I guess I'll have to do it while I'm here

And I won't breathe the bracing air when I'm gone
And I can't even worry 'bout my cares when I'm gone
Won't be asked to do my share when I'm gone
So I guess I'll have to do it while I'm here

And I won't be running from the rain when I'm gone
And I can't even suffer from the pain when I'm gone
Can't say who's to praise and who's to blame when I'm gone
So I guess I'll have to do it while I'm here

Won't see the golden of the sun when I'm gone
And the evenings and the mornings will be one when I'm gone
Can't be singing louder than the guns when I'm gone
So I guess I'll have to do it while I'm here

All my days won't be dances of delight when I'm gone
And the sands will be shifting from my sight when I'm gone
Can't add my name into the fight while I'm gone
So I guess I'll have to do it while I'm here

And I won't be laughing at the lies when I'm gone
And I can't question how or when or why when I'm gone
Can't live proud enough to die when I'm gone
So I guess I'll have to do it while I'm here