Wednesday, September 9, 2009
Having had some time to reflect on my mother's death, I am consoled by the wisdom and lyrics of the late great American blues man, John Lee Hooker.
Based on conversations I had with her during the many hours we spent together at the Blackrock Hospice in Dublin, I think she would have been happy if Mr Hooker's words from his song "Burning Hell" had been her final epitaph. It goes something like this...
"Everybody talk'n 'bout that burn'n hell
ain't no heaven
ain't no burn'n hell
where I die
where I go
can't nobody tell
can't nobody tell..."
Posted by A wandering vein at 12:10 PM