Friday, August 30, 2013

Tombstones tell a story (remembering Henny Ray)

"A good character is the best tombstone. Those who loved you and were helped by you will remember you when forget-me-nots have withered. Carve your name on hearts, not on marble."

Charles Spurgeon 

I recently blogged about how it's important to sustain compassion for those who are hurting or in need ( Now, I am pondering how it's best to honor and remember those who have passed on and left only their memories.

I received an email from Henny Ray Abrams' brother Bryan. Since Henny's death, it's been a true blessing to have Bryan in my life. We are conversing and emailing about all things Henny, and most of you realize that's a long conversation that will cover many years to come. Bryan forwarded the image above and reported that Henny's tombstone had been set in place at his grave in Wilmington, Delaware.

It seems almost impossible to exemplify and capture a lifetime in the space provided on a tombstone. But I surely couldn't have done better than what Bryan and his brothers have compiled. "Henny Ray" stands alone, as is appropriate. "Beloved Brother" rings true, as I have learned more about his caring and loving relationship with his brothers. And of course, "Esteemed Friend." Henny reached out and connected with so many of us, through personal interactions and each in our own personalities.

No one can challenge "Professional Photographer." He was one of the best image-makers I have ever known. Way back in the Tri-X 400 days, Henny would deliver long lens shots where you could see the eyeballs of the racer, coming like lasers through the helmet shield. The best images, always telling the most compelling story. HRA was not only tops with motorcycle photos, but he was also a respected Associated Press photographer for news on both the national and world stage.

Yes, "He Lived Life." As Charles Spurgeon stated, Henny Ray carved his name on our hearts, long before a chisel touched his tombstone. Thank you, Henny Ray, for all that you added to our lives. You are missed each and every day.

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