It has been one of those weeks. No new photo today, in honor of Betsy, who passed away Friday. She is pictured here watching late-night television this past New Year’s Eve with my two children. This was the only photo I could find of her in my collection, but I think it’s a great way to remember her. Peace to her family, friends, and snuggie.
Tag Archives: in memoriam
Betsy Clayborne
Jacob Boudreau
No new photo today, in honor of Jake, who passed away after a long fight Tuesday afternoon. Peace to his family and all his friends who most greatly feel his absence.
UPDATE: Jake’s obit.
Rigby 1992-2010
Bob Anderson
No new photo today, in honor of Bob Anderson, who died Thursday from cancer. I thank him for his friendship, hospitality, and for the many ways he helped us when we moved into our house.
And I hope this will be the last entry like this for a long time. There have been far too many of late.
Ernie Nelson
No new photo today, in honor of Ernie Nelson, who died Tuesday morning from his battle with ALS. Ernie was one of the parents who was running the youth group when I began as youth pastor at Salem Covenant Church 11 years ago. That was just the first of many reasons I am grateful for his life and for his friendship. Peace to Annemarie, Jennifer, Eric, extended family, and his church family, all of whom have suffered the loss of a great man.
Jeanne-Claude 1935-2009
The world is a darker place because of the passing of Jeanne-Claude, whose temporary art installations with her husband Christo embellished and highlighted an already beautiful and wonderful world.
I had the opportunity to see The Gates in Central Park, which will forever in my mind be an even more beautiful place because of the brief time it was there. My condolences to Christo and my thanks to Jeanne-Claude for helping me see the world with better eyes.
John Pustis
No new photo today, in honor of John Pustis, who died unexpectedly last Monday and was laid to rest this morning. I took this picture of him while photographing his son’s slalom competition at Ward Hill. The serious expression was really a result of him playfully aware that my camera was aimed at him, and belies his true warmth. Though I didn’t know John well, I enjoyed every meeting I had with him. Peace to his wife, three sons, and extended family.

