Sunday, December 18, 2011

My way of thinking/ Atticus part 2

I always like to add a picture because one of the most accomplished bloggers I am privileged to know, Sherryl Perry says to grab 'em in the first 3 seconds.  If this photo didn't grab you, well I question your taste.  Just being funny.  Don't think I was really questioning your taste!

What I am actually writing about today is the book, "To Kill a Mockingbird".  I just reread it in honor of my friend, Heidi and her beloved companion, Atticus.

The book is seen through the eyes of a child, a little girl named Scout.  Her father is an attorney named Atticus Finch.  While playing and being a child, she sees her daddy fight for social justice.  It is a beautiful story that is far too complex for my little blog.  If you haven't read it, rent the movie.  As Atticus, Gregory Peck gives a lesson in acting.

Why am I telling you all this?  Glad you asked.  The virtues of Atticus Finch remanifested themselves in the voice of a puppy dog with the same name.  He too believed in social justice.  He too loved his family.  He too was willing to fight for what he knew to be right.  Some would say that the voice of Atticus was silenced when he transitioned to a broader plane.  I would say that he just expanded the realm of his being!

Atti didn't seem to mind playing dress up for his mama, Heidi.  My boy, Charlie was the last I thought would enjoy fashion.  Since Atticus moved on, I dare you to try removing Charlie's blue sweater.  It is an amazing world, huh?  Although I have grieved this past week in a way that has truly surprised me,  I have experienced love.  Lots and lots of love from remarkable people.

                                    Peace and Love,



  1. Bill -- I am so touched! My Atticus lived up to his namesake in every way, as you beautifully pointed out in this post. Thank you for honoring my boy with such heartfelt emotion. I find great support through the love of my friends during this time of loss.
    Thank you!

  2. Heidi, I am sad, and my heart is heavy for your loss. May the empty place in your heart be filled with the love that is being sent your way by all who feel your loss and are reaching out with love.

  3. I try to write from my heart. The comments are so meaningful because they teach me how to be a better writer. You beautiful friends make me a better man!