I received news that Phil Hanisota had passed away a few days ago. I mostly knew Phil as a poet, but his gentleness and intellect as a brilliant medical researcher and a man who was always helping others around the world, had an enormous impact on my life. I miss him fiercely.
by Thomas Davis
Some souls walk through this life, their eyes so bright with all the good inside humanity that gentleness is who they are, their light a breath, a song that pulses ceaselessly into the restlessness of humankind, the anger, rage, hate, glory, love, and hope that layers through our relatives and winds into eternity’s kaleidoscope, and though we smile and joke and gently laugh to see them as they age into our days, we never sense the coming choreograph that lets us know that time is just a phase that passes as we contemplate a soul that touched our lives and helped to make us whole.
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A lovely tribute, Tom. It is always tragic when a beloved friend dies; something that happens more and more frequently as we too get older and closer to our earthly end.
You’ve got that right, Ben Naga. My mother is 94 now, and her entire generation of friends are gone. We have to adjust to that, I guess, but it is difficult, isn’t it? I truly value you, my friend.
Thanks you. Hugs to you both. 🤗
As I said on Facebook, Tom, these lines make a most thoughtful and tender eulogy to your friend.
Thanks John. I have been wondering about Jim all day.
Yes, so have I, so have I. J
beautiful
Thanks Sayword. Phil was a person you would have enjoyed.
Heartfelt tribute to your friend. This is lovely.
Thank you Maria
I’m so sorry for your loss, Thomas. This is a great tribute. (I especially love “eternity’s kaleidoscope”.)