Snow….
   Sam made it snow… Yesterday afternoon we went to the top of Bolton Mountain with about 100 friends. The folks at Bolton Valley graciously operated the lift to get everyone to the top. It was a glorious day.. clear and bright… not too cold. Everyone brought the flowers that had been around the house all week.   We gathered in and around the Ski Patrol cabin to warm up..  The crowd then went a bit downhill of the cabin to watch  while  Diane, Max, Gabe and I climbed up the rickety fire tower at the top of the mountain.   The view was beatuiful in all drections.. I’m sure we could see 100 miles. We were up there laughing and crying at the same time As the sun started to set, we all opened small bags of Sam’s ashes and they were picked up by the strong wind and swirled around us.. We later heard that from the ground it looked like they circled us before flying off with the wind. We also through flower petals and dumped a can of Red Bull for Sam… I thien lit a blow toarch and lit the fused on two firecracker mortars that my brother Billy, friend Bill Parker and I had modified to contain some of Sam’s ashes and his picture.. The two charges flew into the sky and burst into beautiful green flowers…. and spread Sam into the sky.. It was beautiful …and just so Sam.  
   We climbed down into the arms of our friends and lit off a few more fireworks to mark the moemnt then all walked down the mountain.. We all gathered at Deb and Barry Townsends house for a huge spagetti dinner .. the final public event of our sad week. At about 7 we all made our way down to the Timberline lift parking lot and lit off a huge cache of fireworks that Timm Ferrill and Bill Parker had independently pulled together.. we lit up the sky one more time for Sam…..
   At that point we were exhausted beyond words… we went home and slept……..then woke to a quiet house. This is the first real day of our private mourning….  no more parites.. no more relatives. I feel how hard this is going to be. So many people have said to us..’call me if you need anything’… or ‘you know where we live’… I don’t think we will know who to call.. or what to ask for. If you are reading this.. please do me a favor and call us sometime.. or come to visit..  I think we’re really, really going to need it.
Thanks to everyone for helping us give beaautiful Sam the send off he deserved this week.. help us by keeping his spirit in your hearts..

-jc

ps. For those of you who are tracking the electrical disturbances around Sam’s death.. here are a few more that have happened to us or to friends

– As we climbed the platform yewsterdayto release Sam’s ashes.. Max’s cell phone logged  a missed call from the phone Sam used….  even though it was sitting on the counter at home with a drained battery

– Diane, Gabe, Max and Max’s girlfirend Jessie and I were standing at our car after the celebration Saturday. A blue/white streetlight over our head flashed orange then went out for good as we walked up to our car.

– A block away another streetlight blew up over Jessie’s sister Jackie at about the same moment,.

– I heard from jean Cambell that the content blocker that prevents kids from using their MySpace at MMU malufunctioned last week. which allowed kids to post to Sam’s page… they couldn’t figure out what had happened (hacking.. or Sam ?)

– Last Friday all of Wes White Hill was blacked out

– Last Thursday there was a system wide DSL outage for all of our area

Who know’s what’s up….