We lost Fred A. Lick, seven years ago today. 5:15 a.m. Holy Saturday, the day before Easter. He was my husband, father to Michael, Ted and Gretchen, friend to all he met. Smart, funny, optimistic, and musical, he changed my life in so many wonderful ways. His death is hitting me especially hard this year. But we were all blessed to have him in our lives for as long as we did. Let’s remember him today. We miss you, Fred.
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Author: Sue Fagalde Lick
writer/musician
California native, Oregon resident
Author of Freelancing for Newspapers, Shoes Full of Sand, Azorean Dreams, Stories Grandma Never Told, Childless by Marriage, and Up Beaver Creek. Most recently, I have published two poetry chapbooks, Gravel Road Ahead and The Widow at the Piano: Confessions of a Distracted Catholic. I have published hundreds of articles, plus essays, fiction and poetry. I'm also pretty good at singing and playing guitar and piano.
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Oh, Sue, I know, it’s so hard to deal with permanent loss of those who’ve been so integral to our lives. Have you tried writing a portrait of him in words–or capturing the significance of things you did together, moments spent that brought joy or insight? I’m going through a similar thing myself now, although I still do miss Carl–but I’ve lost or am losing four very close people to me in a eleven months now, and it feels as if the universe is shrinking. All these deaths make us confront the fact of mortality and the meaning of life–maybe to find some kind of immortality in the power and magic of language, which will endure, or music, which will continue to echo through the universe.
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Thanks, Sandy. I have written a lot about Fred, a whole memoir, in fact. Someday it may even get published. But just writing it was something I had to do.
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Fred was my cousin. We lost touch with each other for quite a long time. Then I made contact with him and visited him and Sue. I am so glad I did. He was a wonderful man.
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Thanks. Love to you and John.
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