Good evening Netizens…
On Veteran's Day a coffee and pie memorial was held at the Perry Street Cafe for the late Marty Hibbs. Approximately 50 people attended, coming from all walks of life, from a wide diversity of places, a diverse cross-section of interests and various foreign countries. Yet despite the diversity, there was not a table where strangers did not become acquainted and talked about their relationship with Marty.
It was a time of Peace and scattered here and there, among the folks, were occasional tears, but not so many that you would notice. Mostly it was a gathering of friends and acquaintances sharing their love and respect for a kindly old soul who touched so many lives in such a wonderfully unique way.
I was astounded and delighted that Jeanie of Spokane was in attendance, and given her health issues, she was thus able to enjoy meeting some of her late father's friends and acquaintances, each of whom brought light and tremulous smiles to her battle-wearied eyes.
I personally was astounded when a man known to me as The Canadian, drove down from Canada for the event, and even knew my name without so much as a how-do-you-do. All this from a chance breakfast with he and Marty several years ago. What more astounded me, however, was that his beloved Dodge Cummins Diesel pickup truck now has over a million miles, still in good working order, and that he drove it down from his home to the North.
Marty truly would have enjoyed this gathering of family, friends and acquaintances. I can think of no way better to honor the joy, laughter and philosophy that he brought to each of our lives.