One Year Ago This Morning. 

This is my dad, circa 1957/61 or so. He passed away at home in his sleep one year ago today. I find I still watch for him in his little car just out driving around whenever I’m out, just driving around. I feel his presence in the ruins of the paper mill, where he worked for 44+ years, that I drive by every day. I feel his presence in my irritation with myself for even posting this, because he wouldn’t want some pity party any more than I do. But I’m too old and beyond my prime to honor his name through heroic deeds, so this is the best I can do. Say his name out loud — Sidney Robert La Tray, 11/10/1940 – 10/30/2014 — so that others might hear it. He’s missed, even by those of us who often sparred with him.

Author: Chris

Chris La Tray is a writer, a walker, and a photographer. He is an enrolled member of the Little Shell Tribe of Chippewa Indians and lives in Missoula, MT.

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