The writing of this remembrance began with the death in 2002
of Paul Wellstone, his spouse Sheila, daughter Marcia, and
the crew in the crash of his airplane in a woods near Eveleth,
Minnesota.
I remember the
day of his death.
Sunday, October 25
around 10:20 a.m.
So indelible.
For some reason, I had not attended church that morning.
That, in and of itself, somewhat unusual - being a member of
the choir.
I was where I need to be.
Upon hearing
the news, I rushed to
the local garden store and
returned with a small
Red Maple tree.
I planted the tree just
along side our front driveway.
I planted it in their honor.
It's name is
Paul Wellstone.
The tree was planted with care,
and I have cared for it
ever since.
