I think my pal Lou is on his deathbed.
What does that even mean? He sleeps most of the time and doesn’t eat much. His days of being a medical miracle are spent pondering the finish line. At 97, his gaze is distant, his kidneys are kaput and his body is shut down for business, but man-oh-man-oh-man, dude, the spirit. The spirit is strong.
Anything you want, he tells his companion when she teases, what am I going to do with you, Lou-Lou?
Fuck off, he snaps at an orderly who doesn’t mean to hurt him.
The spirit is an ocean. The spirit is a beast. I can’t help but wonder: when Lou’s body takes its last breath, will it live on? Will the spirit still be his?
The universe breathes.
I walk the planes of Lou’s ancient face as he sleeps.
There is music.
A lilting, Trinidadian voice… softly, his companion sings:
My Bonnie lies over the ocean
My Bonnie lies over the sea…
Salty air wafts through the hospital room, centuries of hopeful hearts, lost souls, lapping waves.
Lou told me he often thinks about his late wife, his darling Tessy: is she calling out to him now?Lou sighs in his sleep.
I sing along:
My Bonnie lies over the ocean
Oh, bring back my Bonnie to me…
On his deathbed, we turn to Lou. In perfect time, his eyes pop open; he nails the chorus:
Bring back, bring back!
Oh, bring back my Bonnie to me, to me…
His weary voice rises, rouses, growls.
Tessy died over five years ago, after ten long years of decline. Naomi, their doting daughter had worried that Lou wouldn’t survive her mother’s death, but boyfriend rallied, revived, thrived! Grateful for everything and everyone. His heart is so open, his song so deep, Lou is incontestably, irrepressibly alive.
We must sing.
Naomi hands me the lyrics for the final verse. Damn if we don’t sound good. We blow off the hospital roof.
Sing it!
Last night as I lay on my pillow
Last night as I lay on my bed
Last night as I lay on my pillow
I dreamt that my Bonnie was dead.
With gusto!
Bring back, bring back
Bring back my Bonnie to me, to me
Bring back, bring back
Bring back my Bonnie to me…
For more stories about Lou, click here: Senior High.
Special thanks to Naomi and Lou Levine, for giving me carte blanche and always inviting me into the room.
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19 Responses to Lou over the ocean
Beautiful update about the flickering Lou. Sending my warm wishes to Naomi, Lou and you.
Such gripping writing.
Ezra
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Wishes received, dear friend. I tell you, it was a blessing to write.
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I HAVE A LUMP IN MY THROAT, BUT YET A SMILE ON MY FACE. HOW FORTUNATE FOR LOU TO HAVE AN ALMOST PEACEFUL ENDING. THE NEXT TIME YOU SEE HIM, GIVE HIM A KISS FOR ME.
LOVE,
MOM
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Thanks, Mom. xo
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Tears and a smile, my dear one. What a thing to behold, a spirit so beautiful. I will wait and listen with my skin for Lou’s fierce, inimitable spirit to blow through all of us when it finally leaves that ailing body. Thank you for sharing such a gift as Lou.
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The pleasure is mine to share, share, share!
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Brenda!!! Wow! I loved that, you are such a magical little wordsmith. In such a beautiful way you expressed the bittersweet reality of life and living, love and loving, and the corporal and the spirit all within the confines of story and song. Beautiful.
Thank you for sharing, and just like that now Lou is alive in my minds eye.
Xoxox
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Oh, Jodi, thank you for putting all that into words. Just like that.
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Always nice to have you here, Miss Kymmiee.
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[…] For more stories about Lou, click SENIOR HIGH and for the latest, click here. […]
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What a sweet story, and you tell it so beautifully! I love reading your posts!
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I’m so glad you’re here.
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Tears and beauty, they mix so effortlessly with your stories. My work at Hospice is much like this, every week, and I am grateful every time I go there. Beautiful!
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I have interviewed people who work in hospice and their friends think it’s depressing, but they know it’s not. Death brings us to life. It’s a circle.
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I hear that ALL the time! “How can you do that work?” “It must be so depressing.” I love it. I love the honor of being with people at such a sacred time.
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Stirring and sad and lovely – words as well as photos. Nice job Brenda.
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Thanks for your open heart.
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