Today is April 24, 2022. This would have been my Mom, Marilu Eder's 85th birthday. Mom died on September 20, 2016. She was sick for about 18 months, and she managed that process with dignity. I miss her every day. But I also know that she wanted her children, grandchildren, and now, great grandchild to live life to the fullest.
Posted April 1, 2018
I am in Fort Atkinson, Wisconsin, working through a couple weeks of medical exams. It is Easter and I am going to spend the afternoon with some dear friends. This is one of the few Easter Sundays that I am not with my family. I found this story I wrote about my mother, Marilu Eder, who died on September 20, 2016. She was a hell of a woman, thoughtful, funny, and loving. Marilu and my father, Stan, were married for nearly 55 years. Dad is still kicking, and thankfully, healthy and stirring it up as he always does. I thought Mom and my family would like this story on this important holy day.
Originally written in July 2017, never published, around the Weltklasse Meeting in Lausanne, Switzerland.
It is late in the evening in Lausanne, Switzerland. I have had a long day, but, an enjoyable one. I took the train from Gare de Lyon, a train station in Paris, to Lausanne, Switzerland today, a quick four hours of beautiful countryside. The TGV train was very nice, but my large bag, which could have held that North Korean ballistic missile that was launched yesterday, was probably too big to travel with over the time I am here.
Marilu's favorite city, Paris, photo by Larry Eder
During the evening, I took a walk along the lake and it was quite enjoyable. Kids playing, couples coupling, teenagers smoking. The weed smells the same here as in California is an initial observation. People smile back at you when you say "Bonsoir" and smile. I have this habit of smiling and saying 'Hello' wherever I am in the world. In some places they smile back, in others places, they think I am a complete loon. As Mr. Vonnegut would say, So it goes.
I thought, for a few moments, how my Mom, Marilu Eder, would have loved Lausanne.