it was great to see everyone who made it out to mike duffy's memorial in san francisco last week. it was truly a special day.
mike's message was always a positive one, and from that we can draw the strength and inspiration needed to move forward: yes, we will mourn, but we will not mope. yes, we will shed a tear, but we will also crack a smile. and yes, we will say goodbye, but we will also keep mike's spirit with us forever.
agent tuttle summed it up well when he said in his euology that duffy is out there, somewhere, at the finish line cheering us on.
here's the poem included by mike's family in the program for the memorial service:
I am a thousand winds that blow.
I am the diamond glint on snow.
I am the sunlight on ripened grain.
I am the gentle autumn rain.
When you wake in the morning hush,
I am the swift, uplifting rush
Of quiet birds in circling flight.
I am the soft starlight at night.
Do not stand at my grave and weep.
I am not there, I do not sleep.
Do not stand at my grave and cry.
I am not there, I did not die!
