Showing posts with label cassiel chadwick. Show all posts
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Friday, May 11, 2012

Happy 18th Birthday to My Wonderful Kid - Cassiel Chadwick!


The Existentialist (Portrait of Cassiel Chadwick)
30"x22" monotype on paper
Happy 18th Birthday to my University of California Berkeley bound Cassiel Chadwick!

Tuesday, September 08, 2009

A Photo Essay on "A Celebration of Luke Chadwick's Life: Lean On Me" at Rolling Bay Presbyterian Church, Bainbridge Island on September 6, 2009

Saffron Hugs at Luke Chadwick's Memorial
Saffron Hugs at Luke Chadwick's Memorial

Luke!
Luke!

Programs at Memorial Service
Programs at Memorial Service

General Chadwick USMC
General Chadwick USMC

Semper Fi
Semper Fi

Luke's Graduation Photo at Memorial Service
Luke's Graduation Photo at Memorial Service

Mom & Dad
Peg and Bob Chadwick

Ali Chadwick Plays for Her Brother
Ali Chadwick Plays for Her Brother

Honoring Luke
Honoring Luke

Post Service Hugs and Greetings for Cathy and Kent Chadwick
Post Service Hugs and Greetings for Cathy and Kent Chadwick

Thoughts of Luke Hover in the Chapel
Thoughts of Luke Hover in the Chapel

Cathy's Flowers and Dana's Badge
Cathy's Flowers and Dana's Badge

Cathy, Kent & Ali
Cathy, Kent and Ali at the Celebration for Luke


Bainbridge Fire and Rescue Workers Gather to Honor Luke at the Memorial Service

Gazing at the Bainbridge Sky After the Memorial Service
MarySue Gazing at the Bainbridge Sky After the Memorial Service

Cassiel , Grandma and Grandpa
Cassiel , Grandma and Grandpa

Flowers for Luke
Flowers for Luke

Evening Glow After the Memorial With Luke's Obama Sticker
Evening Glow After the Memorial With Luke's Obama Sticker

Cassiel
Cassiel With Dante

100 Years of Hallelujahs
100 Years of Hallelujahs

SunBreak for Luke
SunBreak for Luke

Saffron Hugs
A photo essay onA Celebration of Luke Chadwick's Life: Lean On Me at Rolling Bay Presbyterian Church, Bainbridge Island, Washington on September 6, 2009
Photos by Gregg Chadwick

Luke's Celebration ended with a recording of Frank Sinatra singing New York, New York



Luke, Buon Viaggio!

Sunday, May 24, 2009

For My Brother ~ Something In the Night


Bruce Springsteen and the E-Street Band
Something In the Night
May 23, 2009, 50 Rte 120
East Rutherford, NJ 07073

As a Jersey boy, when life gets rough I tend to "turn the radio way up loud, so I don't have to think." And I tend to turn to my (slightly) older brother for his wisdom and comfort. Now it's my turn to offer a strong back and a shoulder to lean on.

Life can seem cruel, unfair and oh so brief. I deeply understand the pathos when Bruce sings, "As soon as you got something, they send someone to try and take it away." Kent, maybe because he was born in Virginia, rather than in the state that became known as much for its factories and boarded up cities, would reject the cynicism in that line. Kent having learned much from our Marine Corps dad, instead, finds hope no matter what life throws his way and Kent knows how to soldier on.


Luke Chadwick Gestures Against the Fading Light

Kent's son Luke received a double lung transplant a year ago and has a had a remarkable 12 months. Luke's courage and sweet good humor has carried him on incredible adventures. But, Luke has hit a rough spot and is in the ICU at UW in Seattle. Luke and Kent and Kent's wife Cathy and their daughter Ali need all the love and support they can get at this time.


Not Quite the Jersey Shore
Cassiel Chadwick, Cathy Chadwick, Kent Chadwick and Luke Chadwick

Kent is a masterful poet and has introduced to me and my son, a world of words and images. My brother, I love you and am in awe of your courage and patience, and in your rough hour I give you the words of a Jersey street poet and a Welsh writer - Springsteen and Dylan Thomas.

DO NOT GO GENTLE INTO THAT GOOD NIGHT
by Dylan Thomas


Do not go gentle into that good night,
Old age should burn and rave at close of day;
Rage, rage against the dying of the light.
Though wise men at their end know dark is right,
Because their words had forked no lightning they
Do not go gentle into that good night.

Good men, the last wave by, crying how bright
Their frail deeds might have danced in a green bay,
Rage, rage against the dying of the light.

Wild men who caught and sang the sun in flight,
And learn, too late, they grieved it on its way,
Do not go gentle into that good night.

Grave men, near death, who see with blinding sight
Blind eyes could blaze like meteors and be gay,
Rage, rage against the dying of the light.

And you, my father, there on the sad height,
Curse, bless me now with your fierce tears, I pray.
Do not go gentle into that good night.
Rage, rage against the dying of the light.