Biscuit Day #670
A weekend of rest and celebrating Mark Rubel, brother extraordinaire
It’s been a weekend of recovery and rest. Recovery from stress and anxiety as well as back and leg pain, kind of a reset that was much needed. I am indeed feeling better and more rested (well, apart from continually blocked eustachian tubes which I’m trying to ignore). I have watched far too much tv but I also read and chopped a few vegetables (ok, mostly Swiss Chard but ohhhh what Swiss Chard it was).
Yesterday was an outstanding biscuit day. Rudolf helped with the biscuits and Ernie (and Stig) had bought some breakfast sausage from Stan’s Triple S Meats at the farmers’ market the day before. Damn, there’s a difference in their meats. I also woke up to rain, which was delightful. So thank you to all involved, rain gods, Ernie, Stan, Rudolf, Stig, etc.
I had thought about a short mini wander today but when I got up I felt a tad overwhelmed with things I need to do before work tomorrow. And you know, you just can’t force a wander.
I just went to look for Mark Rubel’s memorial on YouTube and my history page just amused the hell out of me. Cynthia in a nutshell.
Saturday was a beautiful day we but we spent a good chuck of it huddled in our front room. However it was for an excellent reason—we watched the streaming of Mark Rubel’s memorial from Ocean Way Studios in Nashville. I wish we could have been there but we certainly were in spirit. Jon Pines did a great job speaking and our beloved Sasha was funny and moving and beautiful. Totally Sasha. I loved hearing her stories about growing up with Mark. Mark organizing a dirt track race around the circle in front of their old house over on Elm Boulevard as a young guy and making sure there was a role for his baby sister (she was the pit crew). Things like that are so telling. We are so hardwired, who we are as a little one is who we are as an adult.
Ohhh, and and also loved the fact that when she told him she and Dick were having twins he gleefully said, “I’m going to be UNCLES!”
I feel for Sasha so. Losing a beloved sibling who was so much not just part of your growing up, but also your adult life, well, it’s like losing a piece of your history. I love you so, Sasha, as I did your brother (always had a bit of a crush on him). Our hearts are with you, Dick, Kane, and Ezra. Love you all. I’m so sorry for the pain and I hope all the love floating around your family sustains you.
Here is the video of the memorial. Lots of beautiful words, tears, laughter and music. Alison Krauss, Victor Krauss, Colin Linden, Louise Goffin and more performed songs as well. Mark was well loved and he had a well lived life as well. I guess that’s what we all must hope for.
Just click on the picture to play (wouldn’t embed as usual for some reason).
One of my favorite pictures of him. I love a man who knows the power of a black jacket and a white shirt.
Love you, Mark.
Onward.
Love,
Cynthia