tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21153604.post4332360801000952448..comments2024-03-10T21:49:37.789-04:00Comments on Adventures in Mama-Land: Pictures of EliTziviahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11828930310967808828noreply@blogger.comBlogger1125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21153604.post-78717196372411592242014-06-16T00:24:50.393-04:002014-06-16T00:24:50.393-04:00Jennifer, I am so sorry to hear that Eli passed aw...Jennifer, I am so sorry to hear that Eli passed away, and doubly sorry that there is so much that is unknown about his last days.<br />I met Eli a few times when I was in Toronto decades ago, at your mother's home, but I had my best time with him in a ditch, somewhere in Saskatchewan. <br />At least, he was in a ditch. I couldn't determine why and there was little I could do about whatever it was he needed help with, if there was anything he needed help with --he was unclear about it all. <br />I know he was riding a bicycle, perhaps across Canada? He didn't say. But there he was in a ditch, and he decided to give me a call. <br />I was in Calgary, and how he got my number I will never know, I guess. He called not to ask for help or explain why he was in a ditch, but rather to chat about some esoteric ideas. I wish I could recall which ideas they were, but I do very clearly recall how much I enjoyed just chatting with him and feeling very special only for the fact he wanted to chat with me for no reason either of us really cared about, I guess. We just chatted and I enjoyed his wonderfully soft, innocent, but strangely-not-naive voice and tones.<br />Then, of a sudden, his corner of the universe twisted a bit and he simply said goodbye as, I guess, he was whisked away.<br />I know he made it to Toronto, but that was the last I ever heard of him, until now. <br />I can still hear his voice, though, calm and enthusiastic and traversing pathways he invited me on for but a few minutes, long distance.<br />JerreJerre Paquettenoreply@blogger.com