Mr. Blair Is Dead

So maybe this whole blog thing is about ego and expectations. For the first time in awhile, I Googled the name "Tom Blair". Now I realize this name is common (there are 622 people in the US alone with my name), but I’m a bit dismayed to be upstaged by the obituary of a Tom Blair who died in 1915.


Mr. Blair is Dead.


The Blooming Grove Rustler - Aug 19, 1915


"Mr. Tom Blair passed away Monday. He had been sick a long time and disease had made thin his frame and worn low his strength. It was a long and tedious spell and the patient bore well his suffering. He was patient and perfectly resigned. He knew the character of the ailment and knew that death only would end its inroads upon his body. He was ready to go, for he loved and feared and obeyed the Lord who reigns on high. His faith was unshaken and the greatest comfort he had to buoy him up in all his trials and pain was the assurance of an eternal resting place in Heaven. The remains were laid away in Dresden Cemetery."


I think I’d better start writing my obituary so it doesn’t end up like this Tom Blair.