Coach & Eeyore - Like Father, Like Son
A few weeks ago, I was in Portland, Or. for a few days on business. And as it happens, Eeyore and his twin brother, Dog, live in Portland. We made plans to get together; unfortunately Dog was out of town at the time. So it would just be he and I and Eeyore’s youngest daughter, Moon Unit.
I had never really thought of Eeyore as looking much like his dad or even being much like him personality-wise.
Eeyore definitely marches to the beat of a different drummer. He was never a football player, at least not American football. Eeyore has followed the Dead, beat bongos in a drum circle, and finally made his way to live in his personal Mecca, the Pacific NW.
I have not seen Eeyore in at least three years. And not because I didn’t want to, as some people are prone to do with troublesome in-laws. When we both lived in California – and I was merely dating his sister – we hung out often. I even helped him get a job waiting tables.
I do not use the term “brother” lightly and I use it when I talk about Eeyore.
So when I sat across from him at the Rouge Brewery & Public House for a few beers and a burger, I realized how much of Coach I actually do see in him. I don’t know if it is something in his eyes, or perhaps it’s in the facial structure. And their demeanors are very much alike; both of them caring more others than themselves.
I not sure what it was, but it nearly knocked me down with a flood of memories about Coach and how much he is missed by all (and even now, I am nearly over come).
So to wrap up, I will leave you with Eeyore’s words, send to family & friends via text messaging –
To all my family: his love is alive and with us always. Just look at the glimmer in the eyes of our young and you can see all the good work he has done.