Originally published August 17th, 2011.
As our man would have said – it is to weep.
But then you read the words again and he was so – happy. Buoyant there was even a child-like glee about him at this announcement. He knew what he was geting into as his subsequent posts about training and missions would attest.
And it still beat wrestling snakes in a cubicle. Miss him.
Its been a tough year for losses for me. First Lex and then last month my Dad. One I miss for the promises of so much more life to live and to give. The other I miss for a wonderful life lived and all he gave. I am a better person for both of them.
Reading that is eerie – he flew for them for 7 months.
But, as Kris said, he was happy.
How many can say that about where they are in life? When I experienced the sudden loss of someone I came to the realization that – although we go on life’s routines each day – whether it is working in a cubicle or flying a fighter – none of us know when the sand finally will run out of the timer. Fortunately that Knowledge is kept from us.
We don’t know – from moment to moment.
And he confirmed what I thought about his flying that little Varga Kachina showing “aerial combat” – like taking a modern Indy driver – sticking him in an old VW bug – to teach driving.
But that commute from San Diego to Ventura – for those that don’t know CA that is one long commute. 200 miles each way? And that is if you don’t run into stop and go traffic – which – if you are smart – you will leave at oh-dark-thirty
In a way Lex was lucky – doing something he loved to do.
But flying was his love. Why did he want to leave the Navy?: He knew that his flying days in the Navy were coming to an end? Or the long deployments from his family?
How many of us can say that we are doing exactly what we want? In that respect, Lex was lucky.
Well, today’s Daily Lex sure did hurt. But, as we’ve ALL said at one time or another: our Good Captain went out doin’ what he loved. We all should be so fortunate.
Indeed, ’tis to weep. But, his joy at landing this gig and subsequent hours in the air gave him great pleasure, and the satisfaction of helping the Navy by doing what he loved.
He would not have had it any other way.
He could have been taken from us, and more importantly, his beloved family, at any time. And nearly was when he rolled his Jag while at USNA, when playing motorcyclist on freeways, or even in the hairy landing headed to the post-tailhook inquisition.
We should rejoice that such men lived, and that we have been blessed to know him, even vicariously as mere readers, and can still enjoy his incomparable mastery of the English language and fleet vernacular in telling us stories, teaching leadership, and sharing pure whimsy.
God, I miss him.
Best wishes to his family, who surely miss him even more. And thanks to Kris and those who bring us our Daily Lex.
I need some strength.
Here I am, here to get my fix of “The Daily Lex”, I note the title of the post and the date. A little voice in my head said, “Get a grip Sarge, this could be painful”. And yeah, it was. But thinking back on it, where would I be without Lex? Well, I doubt I’d be blogging, I know I would not have met (both in person and virtually) some of the best people I’ve ever known. I know there are a number of life’s lessons passed on by “Our Lex” that I may, or may not, have learned elsewhere, but could only be expressed by Lex in his inimitable way.
But to echo others, Lex was where Lex wanted to be, doing something he loved. I couldn’t think of a better place to be when my time comes.
I often think of Lex’s family and hope they’re doing okay. Their loss being so much greater than ours. And like John said, and I repeat, “God, I miss him.”
This was a hard one to read. As I read the first sentence I realized which post it was. As others have said, Lex went out doing what he loved, of his own choice (though seldom do we think it will really happen to US).
And like all of us, I really miss him.
I’m here with all of you and feeling and thinking the same thoughts. It was truly his destiny and we were lucky to have been allowed to share him for the time we did. Best to all of you; continued thoughts go out to the family that is carrying on; and here’s to those to continue to serve as Lex did.
“The clock of life is wound but once, and no man has the power to tell just when the hands will stop, at late or early hour. To lose ones wealth is sad indeed, to lose ones health is more, to lose ones soul is such a loss as no man can restore. The present only is our own, live, love, toil with a will, place no faith in tomorrow for the clock may then be still.”
“Someone once told me that time was a predator that stalked us all our lives. I rather believe that time is a companion who goes with us on the journey and reminds us to cherish every moment, because it will never come again. What we leave behind is not as important as how we’ve lived.”
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