The Finch Formerly Known As Gold

20 February 2007

Until it's time for you to go

It's not time for Nathan to go yet, and I hope he hangs around for many years more — but when the time comes, this is what he asks of us:

If anything happens to me, I want to be cremated, and I want everyone who cares about me to drive out onto the plains. I want you see the incredible beauty God has placed in western Oklahoma. I want you to release me there, the one place on Earth where I feel most at home, both in an Earthly and a Heavenly sense. Then I want you to all go on vacation, somewhere beautiful, with beaches and sunshine and cool drinks, somewhere you've always wanted to go, and I want you all to enjoy each other's company and toast me, and have a really wonderful time. If I know you're doing all that, then I won't be afraid to go.

Sanest man alive, if you ask me.

Posted at 6:59 AM to Soonerland