
(Elissa Hadley, 1 April 1970-27 August 2006)
2:56pm, EDT
I couldn't sleep last night. I read for a while, then ate some cracker sandwiches (Saltines plus strawberry jam plus cream cheese equals something worth getting out of bed for in the middle of the night, alright?), then a whole bowl of popcorn, then checked my email a couple dozen times and then around 3:30 in the morning, I got A Feeling.
"Elissa's gone," I thought, and looked at the clock to make sure I remembered the time. Then I looked around the room, not really expecting to see anything, but feeling something. Something subtle, but something tangible.
"Elissa, are you here?" I said to the darkness, "I love you, honey."
The call woke me up this morning. She passed at 1:30am.
And now, like any good Southerner, I am rolling up my sleeves and getting to work. I will have the rest of my life to cry about this. Today, I need to figure out what I can do to help. I will probably be getting the ingredients for a chicken and broccoli casserole at the grocery store later, or baking a chocolate cake. In the meantime, though, I want to remember her to you.
Elissa was so much herself that everyone who met her instantly felt more comfortable in their own skin. She had a palpable force-field of charisma. She was adorable, delightful, hilarious. God made the sun just so he could kiss her face every day. And finally, God couldn't stand for us to have her all to ourselves anymore, so he has lifted her up and hugged her to his breast, wrapped her in light and crowned her with stars. She will sing to me from heaven in every full moon's luminosity, every fresh, sweet breath of freesia (her favorite flower), every soft morning fog, every midnight rumble of a cat's velvet purr.
Here is her song, "Indiana" from the 1999 album "For Now".
Good night, my wee sleekit, my darling friend, my little e. The world will be a darker place without you. I only pray that someday we meet again...
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The world is too much with us…
and then one less.
Godspeed, you angel.
Condolences. Sorry TRex. God bless her and her family.
I’m so sorry, TRex.
I am so sorry, TRex.
Thought and prayers are with you brother.
Thanks, y’all.
Sigh.
Today has just been one of those days.
I’m sitting here wondering why I’m crying over the loss of someone I never met. But I did meet her, through your eloquent and heartfelt words on two occasions. You’re a good man and a good friend, TRex - my condolences.
op99 @ 7
You should listen to her song, op99. As a singer, espeically, I think you will appreciate the magnitude of the talent that the world has lost in losing Elissa.
Love and prayers for her and her family, and for you.
so sorry trex. Thanks for sharing her song, her voice is amazing.
I’m sorry, TRex. That’s very sad.
Hi, Trex
I’m sorry for your loss.
oh, TRex- you have my deepest sympathies at the loss of your friend… there are no words… but we love you, and we love who you love. I am so sorry.
A very beautiful voice. My prayers to those that knew her.
TRex- you are such a mensch. And such a find for us at FDL. Your range of commentary is truly amazing- laughter to tears to laughter to tears, and then back again. Thank you, TRex.
Thanks, VG. You’re one of the reasons this place is so great.
Thank you for sharing that fine, fine voice with us. I’m so sorry for your loss.
Ah, TRex,deepest condolences for your loss…and much joy that you found a friend so treasured you would share her with us here ever so briefly.
And when you tire of the strawberry cracker sandwiches, get you some lemon curd and neufchatel on crackers. Sweet lemon meringue pie’s closest kin.
As we are here with you in your sorrow.
How sad TRex!
Thanks for bringing us her spirit and her voice, and allowing us to hold her in our hearts.
A truly beautiful voice. The Feeling - I’ve experienced it a few times, and it usually helps.
Stay strong
I’m sorry for your loss, TRex. She sounds like a wonderful woman.
Thanks be to God for the life of Elissa. Peace be with you, TRex.
TRex @ 8
I did TRex, extraordinary. Oh BTW, “as a singer,” I make cats yowl.
TRex @ 16
Trex, back atcha. I toil behind the scenes, but doing that, it such a pleasure to do that for you, because I never ever have to do much. You have a way of discussion that makes it so easy. xxoo
So sorry for your loss, TRex.
Elissa will be in very good company…..Lon, Dick, Bill, and so many others who went in that first wave of death from AIDS in the late ’80’s and early ’90’s.
I felt like I had lost a family. It sounds like she and my friends will have a grand time together. I suppose there is some reason for us to remain here….I wish I knew what it is.
So sorry for your loss.
Sorry TRex. There really is no good way to lose a friend. We are such fragile little beings, or, as my best friend says,we are a pathetic species. Our love for one another is all we really have to make life significant and not just a march through survival. Immortality is the love of those who knew us. Then they pass too, and we are all just stardust: million-year-old pollen. (Hi Joni.) What really pisses me off is when one of the young ones goes too soon.
Let’s make this thread into a list of angels, people we love who have gone on.
Here are my contributions:
J. Patrick Cosgrove
Edith Ray Alcorn
Elissa Hadley
Who are your angels?
In Remembrance
Do not stand at my grave and weep.
I am not there, I do not sleep.
I am a thousand winds that blow,
I am the diamond glint on snow,
I am the sunlight on ripened grain,
I am the gentle morning rain.
And when you wake in the morning’s hush,
I am the sweet uplifting rush
Of quiet birds in circled flight.
I am the soft stars that shine at night,
Do not stand at my grave and cry.
I am not there, I did not die.
Anonymous
Trex … so sorry at the news, such a voice and clearly such a friend.
Hi all -
love and warm thoughts to you, TRex, and all her loved ones.
Let’s make this thread into a list of angels, people we love who have gone on.
This year -
Rita Schmidt, who mentored me at my job
Robin Bragge, a very talented educator and
musician
We are surrounded by a cloud of saints and angels.
I’m so sorry for your loss TRex. You know we’re all here for you. Let us know if there’s anything you need.
Best,
Matt
(An avian keen into the night for your friend).
My deepest condolences for losing a member of your family. Maybe not related by blood, but I know a family member when I read about one.
I’m very close to my Flock too. I know what it’s like to lose a member of your family. You have many shoulders here to cry on, but if only in symbolism, I offer my wing.
TRex, I’m sorry.
She was lucky to have a friend like you.
I don’t do angels, but in that spirit, in the way too young department, my nephew Michael Stromberg.
Condolences, of course, the good ones are always gone too soon.
Oh TRex- who are your angels? That is such a hard question, because I remember John Treherne, who no one here would have any reason to know about. But, he was in the Zoo department when I was in England. He always tried to find the best in everyone, and supported them whatever their choices might be, and tried to help them in realizing their choices. He had a blue wing chair in his office, and it was said that everyone in the department, female or male, had sat in that chair and talked to him about what was distressing them, and that everyone, male or female, had shed tears in that blue wing chair, at some time or another. I surely did.
So sad. I’m sorry for your loss.
my condolences, trex.
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I’m so sorry for your loss. Her voice was beautiful. Thanks for sharing her song.
My heart goes out to you TRex.
May you meet again.
Trex, so sorry to read of your loss and Elissa’s passing -
my condolences to you and Elissa’s friends and family -
and my admiraton for your words - they brought me tears for someone I had never met - but now wish I had…
TRex - I am really, really, really sorry that you’ve lost your dear friend.
Maybe I will put up a few more mp3’s of hers over the next few days. I want her voice to be pouring out of speakers all over the world as her soul crosses over.
She was fantastic.
TRex @ 45
What a lovely idea, TRex. I hope you will.
I spoke with the producer on a bunch of her recordings today and there is a batch of songs that were never mixed down and released. He wants me to come in and help make them into an album and even sing on a couple of tracks. I think that is going to be difficult, but amazing. I hope it works out.
TRex - thank you for sharing her with us.
So sorry about your loss. I know how it is to have a loved one become a star dotting the darkness.
TRex- I hope that works out too. You have a great virtual voice, so you should be comforted that you will also have a great voice for this effort. Not all great singers (beloved singers) have great voices, but what they have is authenticity and the ability to engage emotion and feeling.
Trex - while so hard to do, I hope you sing on that album … what a lovely way to honor a friend.
TRex,
My deepest condolences.
Be strong my friend, but do let the tears come.
Take comfort in the good times remembered.
Friends can never be replaced but they can be remembered forever.
Thanks for sharing her with us. Her beautiful voice and the thought of losing such a friend brought tears to my eyes.
We are here for you.
No YouTube for me. Just the picture. Sigh. I guess I’ll check again tomorrow.
I am so sorry, TRex. If there’s a particular charity or foundation or something that Elissa would have wanted us to support, I hope you’ll let us know.
TRex, I hope you will forgive me for posting something OT, but it appears that the book thread is still ongoing, and worth a read for those interested. Sorry to be switching gears on you, but FDL discussions are always *vibrant*.
http://www.firedoglake.com/200.....ent-266112
Bob Altemeyer has just posted a long comment responding to some previous questions.
TRex, my thoughts are with you. May you and your dear friend be at peace.
TRex, Elissa, too, was lucky to have you as a friend.
It is so hard to lose those we love.
Please accept condolences, TRex, and pass along our sympathy to E’s family and friends.
So sorry, TRex. Those of us left alive also left w/the pain of being bereft, losing another light in our lives. Some special people really are pieces of the sun, aren’t they? Without them, the world is darker, colder. I guess it’s our job to pick up the slack, grateful that we knew such remarkable people and were the better for it.
Hugs to you from a sympathetic stranger (me).
SD
My deepest sympathy, TRex, on your loss. After listening to her amazing voice, I can understand why God would want her with him. Keeping you in my thoughts and prayers.
An eloquent remembrance, TRex. Our thoughts and prayers are with you in your loss.
TRex, I am so sorry. I wish I had a pair of ruby red slippers that I could click and bring back those we miss so dayam much. Instead, all I can offer is my prayers and cyber hugs.
TRex, tonight the crickets are singing loudly here all else is still. The stars are all out in a blackened sky and even the wind seems to be holding its breath. Thank you for sharing this tiny piece of a friend who was a treasure, when I listened to her voice, the crickets outside paused, it was almost eerie. God Bless.
caldonia @ 22
Amen.
Trex,sorry to hear of this.
Some night we all oughta go out and get gutter crawling, snoot slinging, language losing drunk and just bawl our fuckin eyes out.
Thank you all. You are the best.
TRex @ 28
Kenneth Johnson
Frances Glionna
Brian Gordon.
I’m very sorry for your loss, T. Thanks for being with us.
Thank you for the song; what a beautiful voice.
mainsailset @ 63
That’s beautiful. Thank you for listening to her. She was blessed and we were blessed to hear her.
TRex, So very sorry. At least her battle with cancer is over. Clearly (imho) you were asked to sing and help out with her album for good reason.
My Uncle Richard, lost to cancer. Among other things he was a wonderful botanist. We spent many days from sun up til sundown wandering deep forrests and documenting rare plants and animals in his early days with the nature conservancy. I see him from time to time, in many forms.
here
http://www.anps.org/images/henbit.jpg
and here
http://www.anps.org/images/Dtchbrit.jpg
His work still helps protect endangered treasures.
My deepest sympathy. Lost one of my husband’s brothers and a favorite cousin, and several friends to AIDS. Hard to lose someone who has more to offer the world. Don’t know you or E, but life and death unites all people. We’ll keep you in our prayers and good thoughts.
JustWords, and family
Nice, TRex. Nicely said. Losing someone cruelly is a bitch, but it’s almost harder watching them suffer. The relief when that part is over is guilty, but real. No one wants anyone they love to suffer needlessly.
TRex,
Sister Kristin,
Lizzy (both in the same week!)
I am listening again to Elissa’s song. I hope this doesn’t come out sounding wrong, TRex, but I can tell it’s going to be one of my favorites. If you had introduced me to it under different circumstances, it still would have spoken to me.
Trex, my heart goes out to you in your pain and loss. I’ve never posted before but I’m going to pass on to you some advice that helped me through the death of a very dear friend. We say we’ll remember them forever but we won’t. We can’t, we wont live forever. What we can do is choose a trait that we admired in our loved one but we lack. In my case, kindness. I consciously try to be a kinder person in memory of my friend. For every act of kindness that I do, he lives on, making me a better person and my world a gentler place.
The Nefarious Leslie @ 74
No, I understand that. Hopefully, you will be hearing more of her music in the future. I especially love her voice on “Indiana”. It sounds like a candle glowing in a dark room. Something about it reminds me of hearing Roberta Flack when I was lying in bed at night way, way back when I was three or four and my mom would be up listening to records and singing. There aren’t many singers who can take me to that place in my heart.
TRex,
My sympathy. Her song is quite beautiful. “Like a silver string pulled from us all…..”
Ed*ard Teller @ 77
She was a gift from god to the world. We are so lucky to have recordings of her voice.
…that’s a lovely voice there, no telling where she could have gone…she has a wonderful friend in you to remember her…being remembered well is everything…
spiderpaws @ 79
There are thousands of people who will miss her. She touched an incredible number of people’s lives. I am just lucky to have known her.
I’m sorry that your friend has gone, but thank you for celebrating her with us. the song is beautiful.
“But one man loved the pilgrim soul in you
and loved the sorrows of your changing face;”
Elissa, pilgrim soul in a cloud of stars. The man who made that photo knows something of grace.
My Angels? My brother Paul at 46, my best friend Jim at 46, both without warning. I read the same text at their wakes; “a good man is a ripe old age”, (Proverbs) but the reading was different for each. Paul was creative, built buildings, built a profession. Jim took paraplegic men scuba diving, blind men skiing, showed up across country at my door on my lowest day.
May we all live up to our better angels.
Peace.
Walter
It sounds like a candle glowing in a dark room.
What a beautifully apt description. And I would not have thought of Roberta Flack, but now that you say that - yes. A different voice, but also a luminous one, and a special one to me.
The Nefarious Leslie @ 83
There was just something restful about Elissa’s voice. She always seemed to be singing from some oceanic resevoir of inner calm. I heard her sing so many times, but it was never enough. I used to beg her to just come over to my house and sing Tori Amos songs with me. But then she’d come over and we’d start talking away like two magpies on a wire and never turn on any music and them, poof! Six hours later, we’re still sitting there babbling away.
Listening to her song, I remembered John Donne who said, “Ask not for whom the bell tolls. It tolls for thee.” We are diminished by the loss of Elissa Hadley. I’m sorry, T-Rex.
TRex @ 84
Yes. When I tried to write my initial response, I wanted to say that it was a song that would minister to me and soothe my soul, but I thought that sounded too corny. But I see you would have understood.
Ah, friends like that are so precious. I can picture the two of you sitting there, and it makes me smile.
Elissa, pilgrim soul in a cloud of stars. The man who made that photo knows something of grace.
We can thank darkblack for the stars and colors. He did a beautiful job with the photo I sent him.
Here’s how I know she’s around. The original photo I was going to use was not my favorite that I have ever seen of her, but it was the best quality image that I was able to find.
But then when I tried to upload it to WordPress, it wouldn’t go through. I tried FIVE TIMES and each time, it would start to load, but then the ‘load image’ field would just go blank.
I picked this photo, sent it to darkblack and got it back and it loaded right in. First try.
But I knew what was happening. She hated that first photo, so she was telling me, “No, Rex, don’t use that one.”
The fifth time I tried, I said to the air, “Go ahead, Elissa. I dare you to block it one more time.”
Blocked.
I could just hear her. “I said not that one. Pick another one. I’m not going to tell you again.”
Oh, Aries girl. She still has an opinion, even from the other side. I love her. I will miss her for the rest of my life, even though I know she’s with me. I just want to cover her perfect peaches and cream cheeks with kisses and smell her beautiful red hair in the sunlight and hear her giggle like a little kid.
You guys, she was just the BEST fucking person ever. I don’t know what I’m going to do.
Deep and sincere, from me to you, TRex. Mourn well, and when you’re struggling to find something you can hang on to on the path to acceptance, I’ve always found the Buddhist story of the mustard seed helpful.
–
One day, a woman approached The Buddha, begging that he do something to restore her dead child to her. The Buddha listened patiently to her plea and saw how great was her despair. He said to her, “Mother, if you bring me just one mustard seed from any household in which no person has died, then I shall revive your child.”
The woman was greatly encouraged by the Teacher’s words. She traveled from door to door throughout her own village, but could not find even a single residence in which no one had died. She went out of town, wandering to this hamlet and that in search of the tiny seed that the Buddha had requested. Each household answered her: “Alas the living are few, but the dead are many.” Days later, muddy and footsore, she returned.
She was ushered into the Teacher’s presence worn out, but not discouraged. “Master, try as I might, I could not locate the token you requested as an offering. But I have come to understand that death visits every household and eventually, every single one of us.”
–
And a koan:
Where does a cloud come from? Where does it go?
Where was it before it appeared?
Where do people go when they die? Where do they come from when they’re born?
Who are you?
–
Departed clouds
Darren. Cecil. Don. Lara.
Fading cloud
Pat. Wishing you peaceful calm journey, my much-loved amazing aunt, who brought such joy to all of us.
TRex @ 47
I once recorded vocals for a friend that had passed………….listening to his breath in the playback was difficult………..take your time. Although,listening to the track months later was worth the pain of recording the Vox.
My condolences, TRex. What an amazing eulogy.
Trex, sending light and love to you and Elissa.
Also remembering Danny Lowe, who was much too young when he became my angel.
Good night, Sweet TRex… a little hug to you…
OldCoastie @ 92
And a big thunder-lizard hug back to you, OC!
TRex @ 28
My son, William Robert Shin Ichi - died at the age of 3 months from SIDS. He will play with her and show her around TRex. He’s a good boy.
‘Night, all. Hugs to you, TRex.
victoria2dc @ 95
I am so sorry, Victoria. They will be waiting for us when it’s our turn.
Good night, everybody.
I will check back in tomorrow morning.
What a beautiful voice… so sad that my first time hearing it happens to be under such sad circumstances…
Dream with Angels, Elissa…
BTW, my dear friend Wes Wehmiller was a helluva bass player… perhaps she and he will hook up and play…
Oh. Sadness. Grief.
My thoughts are with you, TRex.
….
That’s an extraordinary song and a gorgeous voice. It’s probably not much consolation, but the soul behind that voice in going to echo in this world for a long time. Musicians give us so much to remember.
I came to this thread after following an arc of sad music, starting with a Sarah McLachlan link on Atrios’ site, passing through some Joni Mitchell and Julie Miller. And here I am, and “Indiana” is a perfect endpoint to that arc.
Now I’m all teary-eyed, and I think this would be a good time to contemplate some of the angels in my past…starting with my stepgrandmother, who did so much, for so many years, to weave a net to hold our scattered family together.
(Helen, you should hear this woman sing.)
TRex,
I am so terribly sorry for your loss. I haven’t listened to the mp3 yet, but I wanted to post this (hopefully) before you signed off for the night.
My angel is Brad, my closest friend from college, who died so very young. It was twenty years this spring, and there is still a hole in my heart. We used to sit up all night singing together too (we didn’t have to talk - we were inseparable, so the dialogue occurred earlier) He made me more comfortable in my own skin as you so aptly put it. I had never felt more loved, accepted and valued, and we constantly learned from each other.
I also hear his commentary in my head at times, so I had to smile at your post #88. There’s a film called “Truly, Madly, Deeply” which uses that as a plot device, and reminds me so much of our relationship (not to mention that he actually looked a lot like a young Alan Rickman). Whenever I watch it I get that strange combination of warm remembrance and heartrending loss. Over time, the ratio of the former to the latter does increase, but it’s a gradual process.
I’m so glad that you have recordings of her to bring her soothing voice to you when what you need most is the “pure starlight of her song.”
gaslights
glow in the street
(flickering past)
twilight held us
in her palm
as we walked along
and we make it up
as we go along
we make it up as we go along
That’s really all we can do, but then I think I first saw those lyrics thanks to a very wise Therapod I sorta know…
Peace be with you and with all of little e’s loved ones. My heart is breaking for you.
Oh yes, these things are true—the underlying reality.
[Silence]
TRex @
45
Thanks for making your angel Elissa part of our lives. Just listening to the emotion and feeling in her voice makes me want to know her more. Please share more of her wonderful talent.
1,256 DAYZ AND THE KILLIN’ GOEZ ON AND ON AND…
TRex:
Bless you and Elissa…I am here on the unit takin care of a dear friend and his wife, as we wait for him to leave us after a terrible but mercifully short bout with metastatic cancer.
Do what you hafta do to secure Elissa’s place in yer heart and memory and take some time dear friend…we’ll be here. Whatever it takes as long as it takes…
KEEP THE FAITH….
Dear T’Rex, my deepest sympathies for you on the loss of this golden friend. Grief is a deep well but tasting of its waters brings depth into our lives, struggle as we do not to drown. Remember to come up for air, dear. And may you live long and retain the purity of this love and gratitude for her presence forever.
Morning OS.
lotus ygm.
Trex, So sorry about your friend.
Grief and sadness are tricky things — if you don’t give them their own space and just ignore them, they will hit you upside the head sooner or later. So, while you are getting back to work please remember to give your sorrow about Elissa some room in your heart.
Morning John, Morning All, well it’s in the mid 50’s today, heavily overcase, and misty, though it sounds like the woods are raining…..I startled the buck eating apples out back when I went out to turn off the solar electric fence around the vegetables. They’re white tail deer around here, and that old white brush was bouncing some as the deer bounded away.
Hi Lotus, I miss your voice and presence here. Please come back to us. A family is made up of who shows up as much as who’s “entitled” by genetics or some other measure.
As we’ve seen with T’rex’s sad message above, there is reason enough to grieve loss when there is no choice about it. We’ll keep a seat warm for you……
Perfectly said, OS
Lotus ought to join the morning crew.
It is drizzly here in Boston — and a little chilly (59).
You know I love you … just silently for now.
Godspeed into the light, Elissa. In both life and death, you have touched many with your spirit and your voice.
As have you in this virtual space, TRex. Thank you for the opportunity to cry for all who have experienced the loss of such loved ones. I look forward to listening to more of Elissa’s music. In that, her spirit lives on for sure. Big hug to you.
Nan
Hello, Imm, how was your canoeing on Saturday?
Chilly? Yep, a little fire in the stove this morning. We finished the wood stacking on Saturday, and though there’s still a little kindling to gather under cover (I ran out of containers) we feel pretty secure about our heat for the winter. No, we also burn oil to keep the house warm, but spot heat for comfort around our drafty old farmhouse.
OS, canoing was nice, but we only went for an hour…. I think we are going up to the white mountains this weekend for some hiking, etc.
Are you going to have enough apples to keep that buck fed?
I am so sorry, TRex. Thank you for introducing us to this beautiful little light.
Imm, We have a couple of trees that produce thousands of small, wormy, tasteless-to-us apples which we are happy serve as feed for the deer so that we can enjoy the truly yummy ones……..
Justin Raimondo on the cracking apart of the conservative base….
(snip)
“What is almost unimaginable is the extent to which this administration is so completely the captive of its own hyperbolic rhetoric….”
(snip)
“Hagel’s dissent, and the growing disharmony on the Right over the war is an indication that the War Party’s support is plummeting where it counts – in the Republican heartland.”
http://www.antiwar.com/justin/?articleid=9614
Andrew Bacevich……….”Indeed, it’s past time to re-examine the post-Cold War assumption that military power provides the preferred antidote to any and all complaints that we have with the world beyond our borders.”
http://www.amconmag.com/2006/2006_09_11/cover.html
By the way, anyone who missed the book salon, it’s a fascinating discussion that went on there. Even if you haven’t read the book yet, you will find this post and comments educational. Might even spur you to reading the book and joining in again next week when John Dean will be here with us……..