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So, it’s been a year now.

since Alma died.

Alma Maleckar Bear

A relative said to me the other day that only now, after the passage of one year, is he really coming to grips with what a tragedy this was, and only now beginning to get his head around it.

I suppose that’s how I feel as well, still not really believing I’ll never see her smiling face or hear that deep throaty laugh at a family event or a welcome trip to New Orleans.

In my posts last year, I didn’t talk about cause of death, out of consideration for Alma’s husband and parents. Of course, if you’re reading this, you’re likely someone who knew my niece Alma and already knew then and knows now that she killed herself.

I was going to post something on the order of defining suicide as a selfish act, but then I found this.

I was mainly thinking of the effects of that act on our family, on David, and all Alma’s friends and colleagues down in NOLA, in Milwaukee, everywhere. How devastating it was and continues to be. How there is an almost indescribable sadness and sense of loss, an unending frustration about not being able to fix something, something permanently just out of grasp.

But then I do realize, who am I to judge someone, anyone who does this, whether it’s a stranger or a member of my own family?
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In the end, I’m not able to. All I can say is

we miss you.

 

 

 

 

 

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Amtrak Pass #4: NOLA and Sunset Limited back to Los Angeles

Video, as well. Scroll down.

My final visit on this month-long trip with the train was to see my sister Kate and brother-in-law Dave Maleckar in New Orleans. It was a pretty quiet week – didn’t do too much, as I’ve been in NOLA a number of times and have pretty much maxed out the usual tourist sites – with the exception of seeing a plantation, which we did do.

The Laura Plantation is out on the River Road and a very interesting example of a Creole business plantation. An excellent tour, heavy on the history of Louisiana including the part before the USA got the Louisiana purchase, finally explaining to me what Creole really means. Highly recommended if you go down there and want to see one of the old places.

Other than that, just hung out and did a lot of walking around my sister’s neighborhood of Uptown (see photos, video) and visited with them. It’s been a very hard year for all, hard to believe it’s already 8 months since their daughter’s death (Alma Maleckar Bear). It was great to see them, as well as Alma’s husband David Bear. I took the Sunset Limited home to L.A.

And now, for the pros and cons of the train pass and Amtrak travel:

PROS

  • economical way to go: my 30-day pass cost $649.
  • Very relaxed way to travel – there’s no TSA. You don’t have to disrobe at the train station and there’s no groping. They actually do have food on the train (though you buy it, and it’s not cheap). There’s no traffic jams getting to an Amtrak station.
  • On time departures: every train I took left on time.
  • Clean and well-stocked restrooms: No train restroom I was in ever ran out of TP, soap, or towels, so unlike, for instance, the horrid and bitter end of a cross country flight where the restrooms resemble the final night of a decadent county fair.
  • Diversity: Face to face with your fellow man, any race, any age, any size and disposition. For a writer this is like filling up a dry well.
  • Helpful phone reservations: I had great experiences talking to actual booking agents on Amtrak, and it was speedy.
  • You see fascinating parts of cities and the countryside you would never see if you were driving (and, if you were driving, you should have your eyes on the road anyway!)

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A privileged view of a passing comet: lucky and numbered

A week or two after my niece Alma Maleckar Bear died last November, New Orleans writer and poet Chris Sullivan sent me this beautiful poem he had written about his muse. I asked him if I could re-post it here, and he said yes. The title of the poem is “She was like, like itself” – which I love.

There are phrases, though, that really spoke to me of Alma, which I put together above: we were all privileged to have her in our lives, yes; little did we realize how lucky and numbered the days were. Also, I can easily hear her saying “thanks darlin’ come back again.”

So here it is for you. Thank you Chris!

Alma Maleckar Bear

She was like, like itself

 

 

 

 

 

 

You saw those eyes

and wanted to have them around

it is for all seasons,

our liking to sustain a crush,

isn’t it / don’t we?

so he became quite attracted to

daily transactions with his server at the café

she had had an Uncle like me.

now were avuncular a profession

I’m known as a Distinguished Practitioner

of the art, for she was an exhibit

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Alma Maleckar Bear, Milwaukee tribute

My brother Bill Arnold sent me two short videos he made yesterday (Sunday, December 18, 2011) of a Lake Michigan-side balloon release in honor of Alma Maleckar Bear, orchestrated by childhood friends of Alma from the East Side of Milwaukee.

Celebrate
earth air water fire
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Girl Bites Dog

a last look

When my mother died several years ago, at the end of the service the priest came down the steps to where her ashes were lying, and said to us all, “this is where we say our final goodbye.”  This was the one thing at the funeral which physically shocked me, as in, I had no intention of doing that, I didn’t want to say goodbye, not then, not ever. But after I thought about what he said, in the ensuing weeks and months, I realized the priest was right. Mom had gone on, and it was time for us to live our lives while remembering her.

My niece Alma was at that funeral and read something there. My mother told me once that she felt a special connection to this particular granddaughter, that there was a wavelength on which they communicated that was different from the rest.

I did not know Alma well. For her entire life I lived in California, while she grew up in Milwaukee and New Orleans. There are two stories about her I remember vividly, one told to me and one I witnessed. Continue reading

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Whispers and Sighs: ‘The Music Box’ in New Orleans

‘The Music Box’ in New Orleans is a Sonic Shantytown

Piety, synonyms: respect, veneration, awe.

The day before my niece Alma’s funeral some of us went down to the Music Box installation at the Dithyrambalina on Piety Street in the Bywater section of NOLA.

They let us experiment with the instruments in the various “houses,” including the spiral staircase organ (I actually got up to the top of it), the Balinese hut with the bells on the wall, a little shack with floorboards which would each play a different tone (reminded me of the giant foot-operated piano in “Big”) and a little gazebo which had what looked like a giant wedding dress (that you could sit inside – see photo) lined with bells and other things (keys, etc) that would tinkle and ring when shook. There was also the tiny house which had a stethoscope hanging from the rafter, which you could place against your heart to have the life beat broadcast throughout the yard. This was slightly disconcerting to me, as in, what if there was no sound, what if — it stopped? Yet it also emphasized so clearly that each person who tried it (and we all did) had a unique sound and vibration.

The air was so clear, crisp, and the light so winter.

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The installation is also a fine place for musicians to play and experiment, and I see that’s the point of us being there that day, something Alma would have been first in line to do.

 

 

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Alma Maleckar Bear

Alma Maleckar Bear, 1985-2011

My beautiful niece Alma died unexpectedly last week. She was 26.

There will be a Funeral Mass this Friday, December 9, 10:00 a.m., at Mater Dolorosa Church, 1228 S. Carrollton Avenue, NOLA 70118.

At sundown on Friday, a second line will begin at the 1300 block of St. Roch Avenue.

For Saturday, December 10: The Jackson Square artists have a 50-year tradition of hanging a wreath in respect and memory of departed artist fellows. Because Alma was so respected and loved, the artists are going one step further by lighting candles in unison at 5:00 p.m. next Saturday, Dec. 10th. The wreath will be hung at the gate on Decatur Street.

Do not stand at my grave and weep,
I am not there, I do not sleep,
I am a thousand winds that blow
I am the diamond glints on snow
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I am not there, I did not die

— Mary Elizabeth Frye

Alma/David wedding photos by Jim Arnold on Flickr

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