The E.S.C. Hatch

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It is important to note, that much thought was put into this article to make it sound intentionally unintentional. The rhythm, tone, and progression were designed to reflect the normal stages of grief from disbelief, to anger, blame, exhaustion, then acceptance, with the key message saved till the very last.
Although, after a week of attempts to record using the best of equipment available, it was the backup that got the living room mood of it right. In this age of highly curated EVERYTHING, it turns out to be refreshing and unexpectedly intimate to hear how, no matter how much we wish it, life intrudes into our best laid plans! This final recording was recorded near midnight November 7th, 2020. The article may be found at the link under the excerpt. Thank you for listening and share if you can. Today, it is more important than ever, that we hear the humans around us, and try to understand them as well as ourselves.

Bring Out Your Dead
What happens to one of us, affects us all.

I’ve seen enough people who die for an idea. I don’t believe in heroism; I know it’s easy and I’ve learnt it can be murderous. What interests me is living and dying for what one loves.” ~Albert Camus, from The Plague, 1947.
On Monday, October 26th, 2020, my brother-in-law, whom I have known since I was 8 years old, died from complications from COVID-19 and a heart attack in Odessa, Texas.

He had been spent 30 years in the Odessa Fire Department, saving lives. He was a manager of the Pinky’s Liquor on the corner of 8th St, and Dixie. He was the hardest working man I have ever known. David had saved my sister’s life the moment they met.
Julie and David are the only example of “Love at First Sight” that I have ever witnessed or known, in my 47 years of life.
I have often told the tale of when my mom, my sister, and I had just finished meeting with one arm of our tight circle of born-again hippies. Our disillusioned utopians had gathered to meet the younger brother of a man whom we young ones loved to call ‘Uncle John’, whose unusual height, often required him to bend over while indoors, while his long hair and handlebar musta-chio gave him the look of an ancient Celtic warrior.

Read More HERE: https://medium.com/the-e-s-c-hatch-dispatch/bring-out-your-dead-ablumberg-3f65a96e70f2

Show Notes

I’ve seen enough people who die for an idea. I don’t believe in heroism; I know it’s easy and I’ve learnt it can be murderous. What interests me is living and dying for what one loves.
~Albert Camus, from The Plague, 1947.

On Monday, October 26th, 2020, my brother-in-law, whom I have known since I was 8 years old, died from complications from COVID-19 and a heart attack in Odessa, Texas.

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What is The E.S.C. Hatch ?

Your exit stage left or right to neutral safe territory where all is founded on the simple Truth of Life, which is, the Requirement of Life, is its Death. From there, we explore fun, ourselves, each other, and even that thing over there, you know the one. That Guy gave it to us. You know! The One., The one with the face. I'll never forget him. Good Ol' What's His Name...