On Tuesday, as the television screens across Ontario were full of images of Sgt. Russell's funeral in Toronto, we unearthed an aged yellow envelope amongst my mom's belongings ... Opening the envelope, my brother and I were surprised to discover photos taken at our father's funeral almost 43 years earlier ...
As images of uniformed officers standing to honour a fallen colleague flashed across the tv screen in our kitchen, we looked at black and white images of the uniformed officers standing to honour the fallen colleague we call Dad.
There are no words to adequately describe the feelings that came with the images above, and the others we found ... it is a reminder of a tragedy that forever altered our family, while at the same time it is a glimpse into our history that we have never had before ...
As the family of Sgt. Russell mourned his senseless death, we were reminded of our own journey down a similar road ... that tattered yellow envelope, found in a dresser drawer reminds us all that men like my dad, and Sgt Russell, and the other men and women who have fallen on duty truly are "Heroes in life, not death !!"
1 comment:
wow! amazing and deeply touching. i thought of you and your brother and mom when seeing Srgt Russell's funeral. you could probably give some deep care and wisdom to his son-both of you survivors of tragedy.
peace to you,
wendy
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