This is my Dad enjoying a Rainier Beer overlooking the Puget Sound on Sunset Avenue in Edmonds. Well, actually it's my Dad's ashes. One of my last tasks in Edmonds was to deliver the ashes to my step-mother. I have been carrying them around since his funeral this past February--and I have to say, Beck's Funeral Home does not cheap out on their paper bags for remains---this thing has withstood a couple of apartment moves, childrens' explorations, etc... Next summer, I hope to hike to Frosty Pass in the Washington Cascades and leave some of my Dad's ashes. We hiked there when I was ten. He wanted to be there when he passed. Rest easy, Dad, and somewhere I know your listening to Jimmie Dale Gilmore and Lucinda Williams sing, "Reunion".
