"Thanks to the magic of the Internet, your 'private' thoughts can become unintentionally public sometimes."
That's the quote I started off my speech with last Friday night.
You see, when I posted my farewell to an old family friend, I wasn't counting on the fact that Mom (who occasionally frequents ObeyYour.tv, which syndicates the old ElJay here) would take the post and pass it on to Lloyd, Len's partner. Nor did I think that Lloyd would ask me to be one of the speakers at Len's Memorial Service. But she did, and he did, and so I drove to Redding on Friday morning for my first stint as a... I don't even know what you call it.
Anyway, Lloyd slated me as the last speaker, so my treatise on Love became the closing to what was actually a wonderful celebration. They held it at the theater. About 130 or so people were there. Standing room only. Lloyd and Len's friends and family, and all of the theater folk. There were folks there I'd not seen since I was 17 years old who had made the trip from wherever they'd moved away to so they could be there. Even my 7th and 8th grade science teacher was there. But again, everything went off without a (major) hitch. I was complimented on my words. And there was such an enormity of love in the room that it was almost overwhelming at times.
I'm glad I went.
the guy... with the words...