Remembering Al Grahn

“I don’t know what happens when people die

Can’t seem to grasp it as hard as I try”

(Jackson Browne, For a Dancer)

I was struggling, too much effort and too little output. It was my eighth day on skate skis. Since early February 2019, we had epic Nordic ski conditions. Every week I skied four or five days, alternating classic with skate. A strong classic skier, I was determined to achieve some level of competency on skate skis.

My friend Al Grahn was a strong, competitive skate skier. He was always trying to get me out. Knowing my pitiful skill level, my pride wouldn’t let me join him. I always had an excuse.

Now in early March, the end of the season was in sight and at mile three I was struggling to skate up a hill. But today, something happened. I heard a voice in my head, “relax” it said, “find your rhythm.” It was Al’s voice. I felt a gentle push from behind. It was Al’s touch. The tension drained from my body, and with strong measured strides, I skated up the hill. I kept up the pace for the next six miles. It was the first time I completed my nine mile loop without walking a hill.

Al died a year ago today. He was riding his bike home from lunch with high school friends when he was struck by a school bus and killed. He was 75 years old, rich in life and loved by many. We were climbing buddies and shared stories of our lives.

I know Al is still with me. If you have an open mind, you can feel the presence of those who have passed from this world. I am lucky to have known him and grateful for his words of encouragement and gentle push.

Leave a Reply

Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in:

WordPress.com Logo

You are commenting using your WordPress.com account. Log Out /  Change )

Google photo

You are commenting using your Google account. Log Out /  Change )

Twitter picture

You are commenting using your Twitter account. Log Out /  Change )

Facebook photo

You are commenting using your Facebook account. Log Out /  Change )

Connecting to %s