Posts tagged: Elegy for Marty Hibbs...
Good evening, Netizens…
It's about the waters, actually.
In our shared lives together the late John King, a writer and friend to myself and many others, often wrote and spoke eloquently about life along the Lochsa River in Idaho, and how ephemeral and moving the life along the river was for himself and others.
When I heard the news this morning that my friend of many years, Marty Hibbs had passed away today at Scared Heart Hospital, I could not help but remember those long conversations with John and Marty at The Pancake House which was once on Francis in North Spokane.
In the huge chasm that was left behind after Marty's demise in addition to having a broken heart with the loss of yet another old friend has also come the blunt vision that I no longer have anyone with which to talk about the running waters of the Lochsa and Clearwater Rivers, save perhaps my wife. For it is there, along the banks of the Clearwater, beneath the bridge in Kamiah, is where Suzie and I scattered the ashes of our late infant daughter early one summer morning many years ago. That, too, was a moment of terrible sorrow.
So as Marty is now with the angels and once more with his late wife, Hallie, perhaps if you go wandering down along the Lochsa or Clearwater Rivers some sun-dappled morning in Idaho, you may by chance encounter a thoughtful and soft-spoken pair of spirits wandering along the water's edge. If so, please tell them I miss them both.
Rest in Peace Marty.