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Thursday, July 7, 2016

Requiem

A dear friend of WoFat's and mine passed away this week. Colonel M. C. H., US Army/CIA Case Officer.  He was an Arkansas boy who traveled the world and made a lot of friends. He pissed off more than one Director of Central Intelligence by sharing inconvenient truths. 

The fact that he knew both WoFat and me should not be held against him. He had four sons and a gaggle of young grandchildren. He e-mailed me last month, urging me to move to the American South.
"Consider how one might enjoy life in the late afternoon in the South. My wife and I would be living in a Georgian-style mansion on a small plantation. I would be seated on the veranda and looking down a long grassy slope to a small pond beside which grows a weeping willow tree. As the blue cool of early evening sets in, my wife would appear in a hoop skirt, bring me a mint julep and ask if I would like for her to play the grand piano on the veranda. I would graciously accept and thank her. In the distance, we could also hear the soft singing of a hymn by the field hands who were coming in from a day of chopping cotton. I would sit back and dream of things that might have been had Lee defeated Grant."
He will be interred at Arlington National Cemetery and I will endeavor to be there.


I do not think that he would mind if I shared this valediction.
MCH and I were in Lyon, France a couple of years ago at the Interpol General Secretariat. We decided to walk to a local market, buy ingredients and make our own lunch, and eat it in the park near the office. There was time on our walk and we chatted as men do. He told me, "LL, you know that I died when I had that heart attack. I died on the operating table and they pronounced me dead. I knew it because I watched them do it - the nurses and doctors frantically working on me. I had a choice to return or move on. I chose to return. I know you will think me crazy for telling you this, but I want you not to worry if I die. I've been dead before, you know, and it's better."
LL and MCH

13 comments:

  1. So sorry, LL. I will pray for your friend.

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    1. Thank you, Adrienne. He was a good man and his memory is his benediction.

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  2. Rest in Peace, and what a fine southern vision your friend had.

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    1. He reflected on how it would be different in the South if history had taken a different turn.

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  3. Condolences to you and all who knew him.

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    1. Thank you.

      I'm very saddened by his passing and the world has been diminished by the loss of one good man.

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  4. What a fine remembrance of this good friend and good man. Sorry for this loss, LL. I hope you made it to Arlington.

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    1. I plan to go. They don't have a date for internment there yet. Apparently there is a cue. It will give me the opportunity to visit the graves of other fallen friends and lay some flowers.

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  5. So sorry for the loss of your friend and a good man. Both are hard to come by these days. Prayers Up for his family.
    Make Arlington, tis a small thing to honor a friend.

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    1. I've been feeling low all day so I went and visited a few (living) buddies and the gloom lifted.

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  6. I'm so sorry, Larry. Big hugs.

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  7. Col. MCH sounds like a man worthy of respect. I feel doubly indebted to him for choosing to return and give Earth even more of his time.
    I'm sorry for your loss.

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  8. Seems like we are running a deficit of good men. Sorry for your loss LL and that of his family.

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