The retirement village rarely had farewell ceremonies but Stan was such an active part of this relatively new community. He was responsible for either instigating or supporting numerous events that helped build a true camaraderie amongst the residents.
With Stan’s departure, Dot, his more fragile and private wife, wanted to honour him by preparing a farewell that allowed his friends, drinking partners and fellow residents to say their goodbyes and thus a memorial service was organised.
With forty-five minutes of words and memories coming to a conclusion, Frank sang his signature tune, My Way, and on the spur of the moment, Stan’s son stood, took the hand of his very shy step-mother-in-law and danced intimately till its fading moment.
With hardly a dry eye the guests watched a moment, overawed by the honour given, the respect and gentleness shown between this bold couple.
My reflection: When spontaneity enters a farewell something special occurs for everyone present, a gift to be treasured forever!