Mrs. Levine, it was a brutal day but such a joy to see you again. I would know you anywhere. You called me Gunga Din because I would go fill your giant water bottle every morning in the teachers’ lounge 😂 Thank you for your love and support.
Such a loving tribute, Shannon. So many memories, so much love. As parents, we can only hope to inspire such a eulogy after a lifetime of loving our kids. Blessing and prayers to you and your family as you give thanks this year. ❤️
I did not know your father. But after reading your eulogy for him, while I still may not know who he was, I'm certain I know what he was: a good and decent man who lived a life more than worth living, which is one that leaves behind more in the world than was taken in the living of that life. Condolences to you and yours.
I don’t know you Shannon, except through Substack and also some entries written by your husband, Jonathan. But today I read your eulogy to your Dad because of the link in Jonathan’s entry and I am so grateful I happened upon both! Your eulogy and Jonathan’s tribute reminded me that my parents, both very strong and accomplished people still lived/live their faith in spite of the maladies that besiege(d) them. How? Because of the love they bestowed on their families. My parents split when I was very young. My mom raised me and I did not see my father again after my Freshman year of high school. My half-sisters found me after my father’s passing. I came to learn that while afflicted by various problems my dad ultimately suffered from Louie Body Dementia. Ironically, my Mom, a very proud and independent woman, is currently in Memory Care and isn’t always sure who my husband, son and me are. She loved us fiercely, and is always glad to see us. Mom was a voracious reader, but now can barely engage in conversation for very long. But you made me realize through yours and Jonathan’s beautiful words that faith lives in their legacies, in what they did for us. My father did something right for me in raising loving sisters who knew he really would have loved me! My mom, the first divorced woman to become President of the St. Henry’s Mothers Club,withstood being judged by the Catholic Church to bestow me with faith, a faith reinvigorated by my half-sisters. I can’t thank you enough for sharing a part of your Dad with all of us. You are an awesome family! My prayers and hugs are with you all.
Jack is blessed to have such great family, people who give love, and provide beauty and structure in words and actions. My condolences, Shannon & JVL. Jack is truly fortunate for what you have given and done for him.
Shannon Last—I’m so grateful that your family shared this beautiful tribute. I want to say something profound about love and family and memory but there’s nothing to add, no rejoinder I can make, to what you have written. So much love.
I would love to get together. Mom and I both will have a bizarre amount of time on our hands now. 😭 You should come to dinner. You will absolutely adore my kids. They are the best.
What a beautiful tribute to such a great guy. May his memory always be a blessing to all who knew him
Mrs. Levine, it was a brutal day but such a joy to see you again. I would know you anywhere. You called me Gunga Din because I would go fill your giant water bottle every morning in the teachers’ lounge 😂 Thank you for your love and support.
Sorry about your pop, Shannon. Beautifully done.
Thank you, dear old friend. Love to you and A and the boys. ❤️
Right back at you. I mean except for the Alana and the boys part.
I still get mileage out of the Judas story. 😂❤️
He's mellowed a little. Has become a Barabbas guy since then.
Him and 60 percent of 🐘primary voters 😂
Lovely, lovely. I also wrote my dad’s eulogy and I know how hard, yet curiously healing it can be.
Such a loving tribute, Shannon. So many memories, so much love. As parents, we can only hope to inspire such a eulogy after a lifetime of loving our kids. Blessing and prayers to you and your family as you give thanks this year. ❤️
Thank you, Kathleen ❤️
I did not know your father. But after reading your eulogy for him, while I still may not know who he was, I'm certain I know what he was: a good and decent man who lived a life more than worth living, which is one that leaves behind more in the world than was taken in the living of that life. Condolences to you and yours.
Beautiful!
Simply superb.
Nicely done. My mother’s last words to me were that the miracle is not to have walked on water but to have walked on this earth. Condolences.
What a wonderful and pointed tribute to Jack! Great job Shannon.
May his memory be a blessing.
Thank you, Will. It hurts today. I knew last Thanksgiving was our last but we got so close 😭
I don’t know you Shannon, except through Substack and also some entries written by your husband, Jonathan. But today I read your eulogy to your Dad because of the link in Jonathan’s entry and I am so grateful I happened upon both! Your eulogy and Jonathan’s tribute reminded me that my parents, both very strong and accomplished people still lived/live their faith in spite of the maladies that besiege(d) them. How? Because of the love they bestowed on their families. My parents split when I was very young. My mom raised me and I did not see my father again after my Freshman year of high school. My half-sisters found me after my father’s passing. I came to learn that while afflicted by various problems my dad ultimately suffered from Louie Body Dementia. Ironically, my Mom, a very proud and independent woman, is currently in Memory Care and isn’t always sure who my husband, son and me are. She loved us fiercely, and is always glad to see us. Mom was a voracious reader, but now can barely engage in conversation for very long. But you made me realize through yours and Jonathan’s beautiful words that faith lives in their legacies, in what they did for us. My father did something right for me in raising loving sisters who knew he really would have loved me! My mom, the first divorced woman to become President of the St. Henry’s Mothers Club,withstood being judged by the Catholic Church to bestow me with faith, a faith reinvigorated by my half-sisters. I can’t thank you enough for sharing a part of your Dad with all of us. You are an awesome family! My prayers and hugs are with you all.
Jack is blessed to have such great family, people who give love, and provide beauty and structure in words and actions. My condolences, Shannon & JVL. Jack is truly fortunate for what you have given and done for him.
A beautiful and moving eulogy. Thank you for sharing.
Shannon, what a beautiful eulogy. Thank you for sharing and my thoughts are with you and your family.
Shannon Last—I’m so grateful that your family shared this beautiful tribute. I want to say something profound about love and family and memory but there’s nothing to add, no rejoinder I can make, to what you have written. So much love.
Lol. I forgot that. It’s strange that at a sad time I am still able to say how much I loved seeing you and your children ( including the mini me).
Please hug your mom for me. I know she’s been through so much . Take care. Hope to see you at a happier time
I would love to get together. Mom and I both will have a bizarre amount of time on our hands now. 😭 You should come to dinner. You will absolutely adore my kids. They are the best.
PS no teacher ever came anywhere close to your homework naming conventions ❤️