Birds in the News, Interrupted

Male Purple Martin, Progne subis.
Photo by my friend, Kevin Li.

A friend of mine who works at JetBlue (my favorite air carrier) has given me a round trip flight to Seattle so I can attend a memorial service tomorrow for yet another friend of mine, Kevin Li [interview; mp3], who died suddenly this week (this has been one of the worst weeks of my life!). This means that Birds in the News will be postponed because I am flying across the country as you read this. Please accept my apologies, those three of you, dear readers, who actually read it.

Update (Friday morning, 3 February): Kevin's obituary.

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I'm so sorry to hear this...
take care of yourself

and the blogosphere can certainly wait...

I'm sorry about your loss. Hopefully next week will be much better.

Gee, you have had your fair share of life recently. I am so glad someone was able to help you fly across country. We can wait until your retun.

Yes, take care of yourself. This has been a rough time for you. We'll be glad to wait to hear the bird news when things calm down.

G/S:
Her's another >hug< to go with the rest from your faithful peeps.

By biosparite (not verified) on 03 Feb 2006 #permalink

May your friend's spirit soar with the purple martins he so loved.

FWIW, whole-hearted sympathy, empathy, and all else the human condition has to offer. This is exactly why I started watching birds . . .

So very sorry to hear of your friends death. I do know that nothing a stranger could offer will ease the pain. I hope that you can find some solace though, in knowing that there are people who wish to somehow find words that would ease the pain.

Pass my sympathies to his family and other friends.

Three my ass!

I'm not sure how sympathy from a stranger will help, but as for your bad week, this too shall pass...

aloha
psilo

it comes in bunches, sorry for the loss of your friend. a beautiful purple martin photo. sounds like he was a grat person.

kindness is never wasted and you, my dear readers, are not strangers to me: you are friends i have not yet met!

i am back in that glittering diamond that is NYC, back from the great sparkling emerald that is seattle. this trip was intense. it was short. too short.

i am trying to get back on my feet again, although i am rather unsteady at this time. i am trying to gather my thoughts so i can write something for you, dear readers, and something for kevin, since writing is all that i can do at this time. but i have been gifted with the message within this story, a bigger message than little me, an enduring message that pleads to be given a voice. again. a message that would be better told by a poet or by a real writer. but i will try my best to tell it this time, despite my inadequacies.

thanks for thinking of me, but really, this is a loss for all of us, even for those of us who never met kevin, and we should be sad for all of us who ever looked at a bird, at the world, with wonder.