Photography And Half-Thoughts By Mitchell Hegman

...because some of it is pretty and some of it is not.

Monday, July 1, 2019

Gerald


On a rare day, a family other than your own will adopt you.  Even if just for a single day.
Such is my case.
Yesterday, the Sullivan clan, my “neighbors” for twenty years at my cabin property, accepted me as they would their own family.  This as we gathered alongside Hogum Creek to honor and celebrate the life of Gerald Sullivan.
Jerry was father to the Sullivan clan.  He passed last fall at the age of 88.  To memorialize him, a portion of his cremains were committed to earth and a tree was planted in the same spot.  Additionally, each person in attendance painted messages and pictures for Jerry on river rocks and then placed them around the planted tree.  A second celebration will be taking place alongside his beloved and trout-filled Big Horn River later this week.
Posted today are a few photographs from Jerry’s celebration.
Rest in peace, Jerry.

—Mitchell Hegman

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