I'd like to thank Frank Fisher for this poem.
Frank died on April 29th, 2019. We went to his funeral today and the Rabbi read this poem by Merrit Mallow called "Epitaph." It was beautiful.
I'd kind of like to know if Frank knew of this poem and appreciated it himself or not. No matter, though -- I appreciated it either way. Frank's funeral provided more than an opportunity to learn of this poem, however. It also made it a lot more meaningful. When the Rabbi read the poem, I had been thinking about Frank's life, his family and colleagues he left behind. By living the life he did and drawing people to his funeral as he did -- people who spoke about their memories of Frank and his legacy -- Frank "framed" the poem for me. Thank you, Frank.
Frank died on April 29th, 2019. We went to his funeral today and the Rabbi read this poem by Merrit Mallow called "Epitaph." It was beautiful.
I'd kind of like to know if Frank knew of this poem and appreciated it himself or not. No matter, though -- I appreciated it either way. Frank's funeral provided more than an opportunity to learn of this poem, however. It also made it a lot more meaningful. When the Rabbi read the poem, I had been thinking about Frank's life, his family and colleagues he left behind. By living the life he did and drawing people to his funeral as he did -- people who spoke about their memories of Frank and his legacy -- Frank "framed" the poem for me. Thank you, Frank.
