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I went to a memorial tonight for an acquaintance, Ben, who passed last weekend. Our relationship or the circumstances of his death probably are not that important. He is gone and the tragedy can't be unwound.
But tonight they had a table set up at the memorial with different tributes printed out as most memorials do. It was a collection of pictures and different memories of him. One thing stood out to me over everything else and it was not until we all got to talking that it was clear that this same thing stood out to everyone. It was his sun glasses. Ben always wore these sunglasses held by a fabric sun glass tether. They were really nothing special and I can't say that he was ever known for those glasses, he just wore them.
It's interesting the things that we are known for and the things that represent who we are without us ever making an effort towards that. The glasses - they were Ben.
But tonight they had a table set up at the memorial with different tributes printed out as most memorials do. It was a collection of pictures and different memories of him. One thing stood out to me over everything else and it was not until we all got to talking that it was clear that this same thing stood out to everyone. It was his sun glasses. Ben always wore these sunglasses held by a fabric sun glass tether. They were really nothing special and I can't say that he was ever known for those glasses, he just wore them.
It's interesting the things that we are known for and the things that represent who we are without us ever making an effort towards that. The glasses - they were Ben.
















