Parting brings such sweet sorrow. Parts, not so much of the sorrowful.

[captainsblog]

As was the case with hanncoll's own attempt to comment, I wanted so much to say something in response to a post by elbiesee, but the comment monkeys were all out on a poo-throwing break or sumthin, so I'll need to work some seMagic of my own to make the point.

Elbie's dear sister Twiggy died a year ago tomorrow, way too young and with not nearly enough time for those in her life to express their love and sorrow. Being an incredibly cool chick herself, she's chosen in part to honor her dead by helping the living: Tonight, I'm gonna look up some organ donor websites and add them to my profile tomorrow. If you know of any offhand, go ahead and let me know...

I do know, actually, in a roundabout way. I've never donated but came close to receiving over 30 years ago, when one of my kidneys turned into a piece of performance art and the other one was of initially questionable value in the touch-and-go days after the bad one got excised. Only years later did I learn that one of my sisters had been ready, willing and able to donate one of hers if I needed it. I didn't need it then, and haven't since, but I have a soft place in my heart for those who do.

On Tuesday of last week, I wound up needing to kill some time between appointments back in Rochester, and I wound up driving right past the original office park which had housed my office there from 1995 through 2001. We shared many memories there- the OJ verdict, the Clinton impeachment trial and of course 9/11- and in many ways I can measure the end of that professional relationship from the moment we left those small and less-than-fancy quarters. So out of some sense of nostalgia, I detoured in through the park entrance and pulled up in front of Building 30 for the first time in years.

Much of the building had already been taken over, before we left, by back-office functions of the University of Rochester's affiliated hospital. We'd heard that the University took over the rest of the building after we left, but I'd never known exactly which function operated out of my own previous personal space in Suite 220:

Now I do.

I'd seen the "Donate Life" bumper stickers passed out by this group around town for many years, and I laughed a little bit about the whole new meaning of the sign in front of the main entrance directing that ALL DELIVERIES MUST USE REAR ENTRANCE. But it was nice to see our old legal quarters being used for a higher purpose, and even nicer after remembering how important organ donation is to some of my dearest Friends. So here ya go, hon-

Finger Lakes Donor Recovery Network
30 Corporate Woods, Suite 220
Rochester, NY 14623
(585) 272-4930
800-810-5494
www.donorrecovery.org

And be sure that you, and yours, and she and hers, will be very much in prayers and hugs, tomorrow and always.

Comments

[elbiesee.livejournal.com]

Brilliant. The site is noted. As is your awesome friendship.

*hugs*

[headbanger118.livejournal.com]

Awesome. My card is signed, and anything anyone wants they can have. I think this is such an important issue.