It was two years ago today that Helen‘s life came to an end, in circumstances too terrible to contemplate calmly. So we are spending a little time this morning remembering her life, and the light she brought to the lives of others.
People often ask me if her killer was ever found. As far as I know, there have been no developments in her case. I don’t imagine we’ll ever know who did it, or why. But for the sake of her family I hope that I’m wrong on that count.
We’re thinking about going to a demonstration late today called New Orleans Says No More Killings In Our Name! We are also contemplating how we might participate in the Strike Against Crime being organized for January 9.
The last time we saw Helen was when she and Paul and Francis Pop stopped by our house on New Year’s Eve, 2006. Helen gave us a present for the new year: something called an Eggling. We’ve held onto it ever since, and decided today was the day to get it started. You crack the top, pour on some water, and herbs are supposed to sprout in a few days.
Thanks Helen! — for all your many gifts to us.