Sylvan Rodriguez, Houston broadcast journalist and founding member of a professional organization I belong to and am on the board of, died Friday. We all knew it was going to happen. People don’t recover from colon cancer, not the kind he had and not from the degree of illness he suffered. We all knew it was coming, but I guess none of us were really prepared for it.
I’m dreading this…I have to go to a funeral and am trying to find ways out of it. I suppose that one of the main reasons I don’t want to go is that I really didn’t know him very well. He was an acquaintance. Someone I met several times in a group setting.
It feels wrong somehow to go to his funeral, as if I’m pushing into a private moment or something. Which I’m not, since this is one of two public services being held for him. And I have met his wife and children on several occasions. Still, it feels wrong.
Still, I did wear black. I did tell my organization’s president that I would go. I have been preparing myself to do this all day long………..
I suppose I should be an adult, ir y darles mi pésame. That’s what I’ll do.
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