The day of Rickey's memorial service was spectacular - it was the one day where the air was still and the sky was cloudless. The memorial was held in the Coconut Grove, a stand of coconut trees looking out over the beach and ocean. We spent much of the day listening to Rickey's friends share stories and thoughts about Rickey's life. We then went out on the boat with two of Rickey's closest friends and scattered his ashes. The day was perfect.
Davis and I also thought that spending time with family and friends in the place Rickey loved was a perfect way to remember Rickey and to celebrate his life.
Here is a picture of the family (minus Oliver's grandmother Margot who was the one who managed to herd us all together to take the photo) -
Ray and Walter, two of Rickey's closest friends, went conching with Uncle Tim; they managed to get quite a bit of conch. Oliver was very interested in the cleaning of the conch as well as the making of the conch salad. Once again showing us that his palate is different from the average almost 2 year old, Oliver devoured both the conch and the conch pistol. He loved it so much that to get more he not only yelled "more" but also signed it over and over again.
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