Ismail Hindash, Sean Sarazine, Lester Curphy & Larry Tillman
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Ismail Omar Hindash
November 5, 1947 (January 18, 1948) - January 18, 2006

**Our Love**

Blue gem

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Sean Micheal Sarazine

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Sean & MEg - August 1976

August 21, 1971 to January 24, 1995

Sean is the youngest of us seven children (I am third).  He was ten years younger than I - or as he would say it "nine years 356 days" as it was 9 days short of the full ten.  Sean was bright and creative with a great sense of humor.  He was an accomplished Drummer and enjoyed computer programming.  
 
He graduated High School in Cook, MN in 1989 and moved to Minneapolis and started a job at Figlio's Restaurant.  He was a hard worker who usually held two jobs at a time!  Sean was disappointed in being ineligible for college financial aid and resigned himself to working for several years before he would be able to further his education.
 
In 1995 Sean committed suicide at the age of 23.
 
Ironically, our parents now provide an annual college scholarship to a student at Cook High School with Music and Computer interests.
 
Sean loved the outdoors; even while living and working in Minneapolis he would travel to spend weekends in the Northwood's where his life began.  He enjoyed camping on "Blueberry Hill" - a hilltop covered in blueberries on the Southwest corner of the 40 acre homestead where we grew up.  This is where he rests.  Each summer I visit him there to share in blueberries that seem so much sweeter now.

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The Seventh Child
 
It's more than the seventh child could try to deny
he played for a while and stayed for a while
It's more than the living thing could do for the child
he ran for a while and sat for a while
 
He said "its all the same to me" ....
 
Now looking back he see's the things he took for granted
he tried for a while and cried for a while
It's more than just love the others gave to the child
they laughed for a while and fought for a while
 
He said "its all the same to me" ...
 
Song by Paul Sarazine 1991

SEAN
 
There are so many words I wish I had said
so many things I wished to do
So many thoughts echo now in my head
so many dreams that will never come true
 
There are so many words I wished I had heard
so many things I wished we'd shared
So many thoughts never put into word
so many dreams that are left undared
 
So much of life has passed us by
another testimonial made each day
And now with knowing tears I cry
all that remains is our yesterday
 
MEg
2/16/1995

Little One
 
He was the "little guy" as our Dad would say
when he was born it was a glorious day
Never before had a child been kept so near
to the six older children who head him so dear
 
He was the "little guy" that everyone sought
showered with the Love that no one else got
Held up too high on a pedestal of dreams
he was never to know life's not as it seems
 
He was the "little guy" protected too well
buried in secrets that no one could tell
Trapped in the tangles of our family tree
pretending his life for everyone to see
 
He was the "little guy" never a man
unable to escape no matter how far he ran
The echoes of life only screamed in his head
the torment was ended - the "little guy" dead
MEg
8/29/1995
 
 

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The Bird that Couldn't Sing
 
"Once there was a bird which never sang.  He was so sad when he saw the other birds sing.  He couldn't sing because his mom and dad and brothers and sisters thought if they taught him to sing, they thought he would ruin the singing."
 
"Then one day he decided to fly somewhere else to stay for awhile ..."
 
By Sean Sarazine
1976

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I remember you -
 
   I remember every beat of your heart
every beat of your drum
It was there from the start
but now it is gone
In my sleep, you went away
and took away the beat
We lost it all that day
no more rhythm in my feet
Every beat of your heart
every beat of your drum
you had it from the start
but you thought your song was done
I still close my eyes and see you
plug my ears to hear you play
it is all that I can do
since the rhythm went away
Every beat of your heart
every beat of your drum
Echo through us from the start
New music has begun
 
MEg
8/29/1995
 

The last time I held you
 
 Two years ago I hugged you
    I held you in my arms -
So tall, so young, so strong
   I can still smell you -
I can still hear your laugh
   echo through me -
Your voice - so proud as you
introduced me to your Mary
sweet, beautiful, little Mary
 
Your leather jacket, your boots -
I remember your car
you took me for a ride, in your car
you were so proud of your car.
We went to your house just down the street.
I got the "tour" of your home -
the place where you died -
and I rode in the car
that gave you the grief
the morning you ended your life -
 
Your face is engrained on my mind
your eyes, your smile
your long beautiful hair
I can never forget you - the loss of you
I still speak of you in present tense
"My brother Sean is ...."
Because in my life you always are
and I feel you always will be
You will always and forever be
my precious brother Sean.
 
10/14/1996
 

 
Soldier
 
The last remaining soldier
it stepping to the door
About to enter the battle zone
as so many did before
 
Feeling the fear of a lifetime
wishing to stay and hide
Hearing the call of freedom
walking tall with pride
 
It's time to join the others
to feel the pains and joys
Remembering times so long ago
just playful girls and boys
 
Every little victory
the conquering of a day
Encourages every soldier
to continue on his way
 
And when the battle's lost
the soldier's stop to cry
To remind themselves of what will be
determined more to try
 
The battle lasts a lifetime
but when it's finally done
All we soldiers realize
that we have really won!
 
MEg
11/26/1988

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Lester Gene Curphy

July 9, 1932 to April 10, 2006

Les was my first husband.  We married on May 23, 1980.  We separated in August 1983 and were divorced on January 9, 1984.  In March of that year Les joined AA and discovered sobriety.  On May 5, 1984 we became the proud parents of Sara Pauline Curphy.  Les was a loving and devoted father for Sara.
 
Les was diagnosed with Colon Cancer in 1995 and after intensive treatment moved to Cloquet to be near to Sara.  He and my husband Ismail became good friends, whiling away hours discussing world politics and religions.
 
On April 10, 2006 Les lost his second battle with cancer and passed away.  He is greatly missed by everyone.

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Sara and her dad 2002

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Larry Tillman

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October 5, 1954 to November 12, 1993

Larry was a dear friend who is greatly missed.  Larry was a performer!  He enjoyed the spotlight and loved making other people feel confident about their abilities.  Larry had been in a few local area cover bands - White Lightening, etc. - and had a true passion for music. 
 
Larry owned an entertainment business "Crystal Productions" named for his daughter Crystal.  He had a recording studio and provided DJ and Karaoke entertainment.  We spent many evenings travelling the area performing our craft!  Our daughters, only 6 months apart in age, were inseparable. 
 
In 1993 all too suddenly there was a tragic auto accident in Montana; while travelling to Washington to his sister Ila's home with her 19 year old daugther, Shelly, and her newborn infant Krystal.  Both Larry and Shelly were lost; baby Krystal is being raised by her grandparents in Washington.  Crystal lived with her mom in Duluth, but has continued to be a part of our family.
 
Larry has two older sons who lived in South Dakota that he had not been able to see since a bitter divorce.  Both Tyson, then 17, and Arian, then 15, came to Cloquet to meet their father's family after his death.  In fact, Tyson stayed, married and started a family, living right next door and I was able to enjoy the twins everyday!  Arian is now also married and has two children.  Both now live in South Dakota and I am careful to remember their children on birthdays and holidays in honor of their grandfather.
 
His mother asked that I sing for his funeral service; I knew it would be a struggle, but it was also an honor.   His brother Lee told me that the two songs I did that were Larry's favorites:  "Tainted Love" and "Wind Beneath My Wings" - we shared a laugh about what would be most appropriate for the occasion.   Of course, I shared a teary "Wind Beneath My Wings" with the crowd of mourners.
 
Larry's mom lives a few blocks from us in Cloquet.  To this day, she is "grandma" to our foster children.  Sara and Crystal continue to be "sisters".  When the siblings: Ila, Lee, and Lester come to Minnesota I am still included as family.  Larry is greatly missed by us all everyday ....
 
Thanks for all the wonderful times, hun. 

"Let's hear it for my wife!"

 LARRY
                             Long ago there was a time
                                             when all the world was Love
                             Amidst the evergreen and pine
                                                  bright rays from far Above
                             Reaching to the mossy floor
                                                    to warm the single Rose
                             Resting in the warmth once more
                                                           so silently she Rose
                             Yearning for a gentle heart
                                       to dry her tears of dew
                                       singing in endless prayer
                                                         for the Love of You
 
                                                      MEg
                                                   12/06/93
 
Your Crystal
 
I held your angel last night
as she slept so near my side
and in her face I saw the Love
that filled your heart inside
In her dreams I know she was
reliving life with you
walking through each laugh you shared
and everything you'd do
Wishing just to hold you close
forever, to always be
I held your angel last night
and she brought you close to me
 
MEg
1/9/1994
 
New Snow
 
New snow has fallen from the sky
to hide the grass once green
and frozen with the tears I cry
over the yesterdays we've seen;
Beneath the frozen blanket lies
the smiles and laughs we shared
and deep within my painful cries
is the measure of how I cared;
Above the snow where there is life
are those you left behind
a family, dear friends, & me, your "wife"
still Loving you in heart and mind;
New snow has covered all the pain
gently falling from above
bringing you to us once again
each flake a piece of your Love.
 
MEg
11/15/1993
 
There were dreams in your heart
of the life that would give
for those you Love and hold so dear
the dreams alone that live.

There were wishes in your soul
of all that you would do
for those you Love and hold so dear
the wishes can still be true.

There were plans in your mind
of all the days to come
for those you Love and hold so dear
the plans will still be done.

There was Love in your life
of the world so yound and free
for those you Love and hold so dear
the Love will always be.
            MEg
        12/15/1993  
 
When I watch as the sun begins to rise
     into the haze of new morning skies
        I wish that once your could be there
           to run my fingers through your hair
           to run my fingers through your hair

  When I wait as the rain pours down
     the storm engulfing all around
        I wish for comfort from despair
           to run my fingers through your hair
           to run my fingers through your hair

  When I sit in the shade of the tree
     and watch it dance with the wind so free
        I wish that we were such a pair
           to run my fingers through your hair
           to run my fingers through your hair

  When I lay in the darkness of night
     searching the sky for twinkling light
        I wish for courage if I dare
           to run my fingers through your hair
           to run my fingers through your hair
                    MEg
                9/26/1993
 
In the darkness
                 stumbling blind
     is the darkness
                         of my mind
Beneath the shadows
                       so far below
      lie the shadows
                          of my soul
Beyond the black
                 from end to start
       grows the black
                 of my own heart
This cold dark night
                       forever true
   is the endless night
                     of missing you
 
                MEg
            12/6/1993

The lonliness of life
  grows around me everyday
shading all the beauty
  in its cold and lifeless gray
consuming every warmth
  within the words I say
                                     The lonliness of life
                                       engulfing all of me
                                     becoming dark and cold
                                       no colors left to see
                                     destroying every dream
                                       of what I wished to be 
                                                                          The lonliness of life
                                                                            within me it has grown
                                                                          residing in each little thought 
                                                                            of everyday I've known
                                                                          imprisoned now, forever dark
                                                                             to always be alone
 
MEg
12/19/1993 
                             

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Sara and Crystal 1994

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Looking back on the memory of  the dance we shared ‘neath the stars above  for a moment all the world was right how was I to know that you’d ever say goodbye

- and now I’m glad I didn’t know the way it all would end, the way it all would go our life’s are better left to chance I could’ve missed the pain, but I’d ‘ve had to miss ... the dance

Holding you I held everything for a moment weren’t you my king but if I’d only known how the king would fall hey, who’s to say, you know, I might have changed it all

- and now I’m glad I didn’t know the way it all would end, the way it all would go our life’s are better left to chance I could’ve missed the pain, but I’d ‘ve had to miss ... the dance

The Dance - by Garth Brooks

   

SHELLY
 
With the colors of the Autumn trees
you danced into my heart
as soft and swift as the early breeze
I Loved you from the start
A smile so warm to show us all
the Love you held inside
finding strength to stand so tall
above the pain you'd hide
Please know your Angel left behind
on your journey up above
will know a world so warm and kind
blest with her mother's Love
 
MEg
11/13/1993