Yesterday my brother, Jimmy ‘Ace’ Evans died. He was a good brother and a strong man. Throughout his life he endured many trials that would have sundered other people, including myself.
He fought a war against cancer, but it was not the tumors that took him from us but pneumonia. During our conversations while he battled the disease and when he conquered it he told me that he had made peace with his mortality. He accepted that life ends with a grace, dignity, and calmness that astounds me and fills my heart with pride. I hope that when my time comes and that terrible news is given to me that I can accept it with half the strength he showed.
He was an artist, captured nature with a camera. Birds were often his subjects and on his facebook page he shared with us some astounding images. He was a poet, a talent I deeply respect as I have no ability to craft poetry. He was a philosophical man and a political activist.
My brother always encouraged and supported my feeble attempt at prose and I will miss him dearly.
Thank you for your thoughts, Sean.
I came to your website through the WotF boards. Being a fellow San Diegan, your name on the sight resonated with me. As I came to your site, I starting reading the articles you posted and found them to well thought out and interesting, especially your take on Frankenstein.
Anyway, your brother sounded as if he was a great human being, and I offer my belated condolences. Keep on strong, sir, and may one day you find your name published in a WotF anthology.
My Condolences, Bob. Not easy loosing a family member.
I’m sorry for your loss.