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"Power lines, my travlin' partner on this ride. Dripping, pulling - up and down, in this sing song, their lullaby blends with the swaying train. I curl myself into this journey; folding myself up into this pocket of time. Old familiars greet me - that swing set in the back yard, the ruins of an old church covered in new birth and old - mixed with unremembered newness." Journal Entry, October 13, 2005~ ~~~~~~~~~~~~All words are copyrighted by GoGo on a Page/gogoroku.

Wednesday, February 28, 2007

Loss in my community

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Robert Busby died this week. It turns out he was murdered in his business. To me this gentleman represented community, leadership, and compassion. I never spent time in his presence without feeling contentment permeating from him. He was a brilliant businessman, supporter of local music, and his art gallery, Creole Gallery, felt like a piece of home to me. Some of my foundest memories of this town was reviewing the art on the walls and listening to music in his gallery. I feel this sense of loss for myself and this community. I wish I had a photo showing his beautiful smile. I once wrote that a person's death was like a drop of rain creating ripples in a river. His loss is a huge ripple that affects this whole town. He really was impactful, beyond generous in kindness. I am honored to have worked directly with him and to have been in his pressence.
We have been cheated a good soul.



Blogger Bug said...

I'm so sorry to hear about this! Do they know who did it? How sad and scary.

5:01 PM, February 28, 2007  
Blogger twitches said...

Murdered! How terrible? I hope the culprit is sad for your community.

5:28 PM, February 28, 2007  
Blogger Stonetree said...

Sweet Mother, I never knew him personally, but like everyone else, knew of his work and the way he made people laugh. So sorry for your loss.

11:39 PM, February 28, 2007  
Blogger kookiejar said...

Really sorry to know about this.....

2:25 AM, March 10, 2007  

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