Scrapbook Two Hundred Eight…


October, 2019


Ode to a Friend

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Edard and friend

Edard has passed. 

We were close friends for about 83 years. He was my best man when Peggy and I were married in 1953, and I was his best man twice, again after his first wife died of cancer. 

In 1950, Edard and I joined the Air Force together. He was physically imposing, so they made him an Air Policeman. After 4 years he resigned from the military to get a degree in Hospital Management from Baylor University. The doctors at King’s Daughters Hospital in Temple were impressed with Edard so they hired him as their manager, a job his brother, Howard, held before him. 

When Peggy and I threw parties in Santa Fe, Edard would sometimes drive 12 hours to attend. He usually walked in with a smile that insinuated “You must have known I would be here,” a thought that did not underestimated the depth of our friendship.

In recent years Edard’s health fell into disrepair and I watched him slowly wither. He died peacefully in the Veterans Hospital in Temple, on whose golf course we used to play. He well understood that, at age 89, his tenure on this planet was finally fading. 

I shall not mourn the passing of my friend, but instead, will smile and remember the many good times we had, like when we both played big shots in a high school football game, and put plugs of Red Man chewing tobacco under our cheeks. After the first tackle we both were sick and had to leave the game. Our punishment was having to run 50 laps around the football field. We turned that penalty into a victory by running 55 laps. We sure taught that coach a lesson. Those were the good old days when our victories were small enough to match our egos. 

Keen are those whose eyes were used and saw the total fruit he bore, and remember yet, whose dyes were used to make the pride he wore. 

And now my life is a little emptier. 

An asterisk. 

Frank Harlan (RIP) was another close high school friend who joined the AF with me and Edard. His father, Dr. “Dipok” Harlan, delivered me in the King Daughter’s Hospital in Temple. That was August 22nd, 1930. I am told I was born to politically off-set George Soros, who came along 10 days before me. 

Now I think I will go out and water my trees. f





112 thoughts on “Scrapbook Two Hundred Eight…

    • Time is here to take us all remember the good times and friends, sorry for your loss, but i do believe there is a time to see and be together again it cant be for nothing. you know he is smiling just because you think of him i know i would.
      as we will you as long as we live because you have given a lot of us purpose thank you for sharing.

      • Death is cruel, but a thing that can’t be avoided.
        Keeping the memory alive by sharing, is the greatest treasure we can hold.
        Thank you for sharing, Mr. Fenn. I’m sorry for your loss. 🙁

  1. So sorry for the loss of your friend, Forrest. Its sounds as though there are some great memories you shared!


  2. Forrest, I’m so sorry that your friend has passed.
    May your heart heal, and may u keep smiling.

  3. Dear Mr. Fenn,

    My sincere condolences on the loss of your life long friend, Edard. May your thoughts be filled with happy memories of the times when you enjoyed each other’s company.

  4. I’m very sorry Forrest, I can sense the tang of it from here – it is still fresh to me. Your verse is truly poignant. All things shall pass, and very sadly, even the good.

  5. I’m sorry to hear about your friend. I love that you were born to offset George Soros. When reading the little you have posted regarding politics and foreign intervention you strike me as very libertarian leaning.

  6. You’re a very rich man and I ain’t talking about money.
    The memories you share with everyone are a testament to your nature and I wish there were more like you but there’s only one.

  7. Sounds like he had a long happy life with wonderful friends. I’m sure he will be missed. My thoughts and prayers go out to him and his family. May his soul rest in peace.

  8. Beautiful verse for a dear friend. The sun will surely rise again, but there will be a familiar shadow missing and the world will note its absence.

    I’m glad you both have had so many years on this planet, and as lifelong friends at that. Some seem made with others in mind.

  9. You are so brave, Forrest. I’m sure Edard is sitting at that banquet table with many others whose stories you’ve shared.
    Thank you, and my sincere condolences.

  10. As long as we remember those we lost and celebrate their lives they will never truly die, they will always remain alive in our hearts and minds. But it is still hard to say goodbye to their physical presence in our live, no matter how distant we were apart. Heartfelt sympathy Forrest.

  11. I’m so sorry to hear about the loss of your dear friend, Edard. It is a true gift to have had a lifetime of friendship like the two of you shared.

    “There are no happy endings. Endings are the saddest part, So just give me a happy middle. And a very happy start.”

    It sounds like the two of you had many happy middles and starts together.
    My deepest condolences, Forrest , and Rest In Peace , Edard.

  12. Forrest
    My deepest condolences on the passing of your friend Edard. Thank you for sharing some insight into your beautiful friendship.

    ~ Wisconsin Mike

  13. I feel inadequate to comment on the passing of your lifelong friend Edard Forrest. But you spoke some beautiful words when you said;
    “Keen are those whose eyes were used to see the total fruit he bore,…”
    Wow! Beautiful Forrest, you would make anyone proud to be your friend, I know I am.
    Thank you!
    Much love my friend, tom

  14. This is sad news about the passing of your friend, Forrest. Sorry to hear. It’s great to hear that you are celebrating his life. RIP Edard.

  15. Forrest,

    To pay respect to your friend Edard’s life, what should we be filling our raised glasses with?


  16. Godspeed Edard.

    A true friend is one of life’s dearest treasures.

    You are in my prayers Forrest as you walk through “Saudade”…the presence of absence. God Bless.

  17. My sincere and heartfelt condolences, Forrest.

    Friendship is a Treasure you can take with you…until you meet once more.

    All Trees need Light and Water…so that those who come after can ponder in their shade…

    “The one who plants trees, knowing that he will never sit in their shade, has at least started to understand the meaning of life.” -Rabindranath Tagore

  18. Forrest,
    It is very difficult to have a friend for 83 years…because it just doesn’t happen very often. The span of time only increases the pain. Very sorry for your loss.

    But 55 laps around the football field is damn near 10 miles (If you don’t count the endzone mileage)! What were you thinking? 😉

    Tom D.

  19. Edard’s life is a treasure that you can take with you. The air there is purer and the water and the fruit heal and restore. Celebrating his life is the right thing to do here. Thanks for sharing some of it with us.

  20. He must have been one hell of a good man. Sorry for your loss. Mr .Fenn I dont do well with the loss situations life can be lonely enough .

  21. Dear Forrest, my condolences to you and your family.


    What fruitful world might be if every man
    Spared his love and labour to plant a tree,
    To attend to with care as best he can,
    So lasts this weathering of history,
    To watch grow as a parent unto own child,
    Supporting through the strain and rub of years,
    Through seasons be they merry, harsh or mild,
    Until his Winter long so too draws near.
    To know within those branches he lives on,
    So when Spring and blossom appear, renewed,
    All future visitors and birds of song
    Can loud sing praises of such men they knew.
    Oh precious world alive with fruitful trees,
    And ever greener with each Spring to be. Alexander Crowe

  22. Sorry for your loss, Mr. Fenn. I wasn’t aware…

    I hope you can rejoice knowing that in your circle-of-friends, it appears he had your back from the beginning! : )

  23. Hello Sir,

    Condolences to you and Edard’s friends and family.

    Great friends are like warm cabins in our heart. We know the way there so well.
    We don’t need to try to remember them, we can just go to that place that is still theirs.

    Edard is on leave for now but we know his cabin will be cherished just the same.

    God Bless

  24. Forrest,

    Sorry to hear that your friends Edard and Frank have past. It’s the memories of good times that keeps us going. You are a lucky man to have such good friends. I would feel lucky to be your friend. My deepest condolences to you, and Edard’s and Frank’s family and their friends.
    RIP, Edard and Frank.

  25. Dear Forrest,
    I’m so sorry for your loss.
    Hold close your memories to help you though this sad time…
    Peace be with you..

  26. Forrest,

    My wife has often been confused as Edard’s friend. The looks we would get sometimes…you never cease to amaze me.

    Sometimes I think, how is that possible! Not that it isn’t possible, but how often it happens.


  27. We’ll all water your trees Forrest, our thoughts and prayers are with you and your friends family. Peace be with you all.

  28. Forrest:
    I’m so sorry to hear about your dear friend Edard. I have no doubt you will both laugh together again some day. Wishing you the warmest of thoughts.


  29. Condoloncences on the loss of your Pals.
    So sorry Forrest.
    Regards and Respect!
    Lou Lee

  30. So sorry for your loss Forrest. Losing close friend, family, and even pets can be hard. I’m wishing you and Peggy the best

  31. So very sorry, Forrest, for the loss of such a dear and lifelong friend. It’s never easy to say goodbye…but those we love are never truly gone as long as we continue to hold them in our hearts and thoughts.

  32. Forrest,
    Very sorry for your personal loss. How ironic, but befitting, that the loss of “life” is only suffered by the living. Life would be so meaningless without the promise of a glorious reunion. First promised in the Word of God and later presented by evangelist DL Moody, “Someday you will read in the papers, ‘D. L. Moody of East Northfield is dead.’
    Don’t you believe a word of it!
    At that moment I shall be more alive than I am now;
    I shall have gone up higher, that is all,
    out of this old clay tenement into a house that is immortal —
    a body that death cannot touch, that sin cannot taint;
    a body fashioned like unto His glorious body.
    I was born of the flesh in 1837.
    I was born of the Spirit in 1856.
    That which is born of the flesh may die.
    That which is born of the Spirit will live forever.”
    Dwight Lyman Moody (1837-1899)
    “Now this I say, brethren, that flesh and blood cannot inherit the kingdom of God; nor does corruption inherit incorruption. Behold, I tell you a mystery: We shall not all sleep, but we shall all be changed— in a moment, in the twinkling of an eye, at the last trumpet. For the trumpet will sound, and the dead will be raised incorruptible, and we shall be changed.
    “For this corruptible must put on incorruption, and this mortal must put on immortality. So, when this corruptible has put on incorruption, and this mortal has put on immortality, then shall be brought to pass the saying that is written: ‘Death is swallowed up in victory.’…1 Corinthians 15:50-58

    Thank you, Forrest and Dal for the opportunity to share this sensitive and very spiritual subject with the Chase community.

    It’s alright to “water” those trees. Each drop it a tribute. That is what a real man would do. That is what a true friend would do.

    • E.D.
      15:51 was one of the first verses I remember memorizing as a youngster. Well stated post. Thank you.


  33. Like helium balloons held in a childs hand……. we each rise at different times and levels. The child runs as a balloon slips through her hand and gracefully sways in the air reaching heights that it has never been to before. She stops and watches as the beautiful blue balloon makes its beauty known to those around as they too stop and admire it until it fades from sight. . Then again the child runs carefree knowing she will lose another but knowing not which one. Fly high Edard reaching the heights we do not know ….. Love to you and Peggy Mr. Fenn

  34. Sorry for your loss,that is why it is important to love the living and let the dead rest. You did your job Mr Fenn,now go give those trees life. V

  35. A life celebrated is a life well lived. Edard sounds like the best kind of friend to share shenanigans with. An extra 5 laps? You two really bested your coach on that one! Sure made me smile. When you see Edard again, I hope you are wearing a smile that insinuates “You must have known I would be here!”

    So sorry for your loss, Mr. Fenn.

  36. I’m very sorry for your loss. May God Bless you and smile upon you today and always. I’m sure Edard is smiling down on you with a Big Grin.

  37. He was lucky to have a friend who saw so much greatness in his life and remembered him so sweetly. May he rest in peace.

  38. Edward departs this earth and leaves you with the everlasting force of being your friend.

  39. Sorry for your loss Mr. Fenn. What a great time and place to live life. The memories you share touch deeply and shall forever be etched into that great banquet table of our history.

  40. I am sorry to hear this news…I got a chance to meet Edard and I enjoyed talking with him. I can never get enough of the good times and stories you have had. I wish I could have been around when you all were younger I would have been there with you too!

  41. I am truly saddened to hear you loss your lifetime friend, Mr. Fenn. May the memories you’ve shared help you through this time. Thank you for sharing a part of it with us. Big hug.

  42. May your trees offer you a place of peace to remember your dear friend, Edard.


  43. It sounds like your time spent together was time well spent during lives well lived.
    My condolences for your loss.

  44. Forrest,
    What a lovely way to honor your dear friend Edard. Your memories will last forever. I’m sure Edard is smiling, as he now knows where the chest is. Godspeed.

  45. My condolences to you, Forrest, and all of Edard’s family and friends.
    But I’m sure that all in Heaven are counting their blessings and anticipating some great blocking to open the way for many more touchdowns.
    God bless Edard for his part in helping the unfortunate women and children here, in this world of such wonders.

  46. I am sorry Forrest. You lost a good friend, we lost a good man. On the contrary, Soros is still alive. Unfair life.

  47. Sorry Forrest.
    No words can alleviate the pain of losing family and good friends, so we celebrate life and say cheers to the good times. Treasure the memories.
    Rest in eternal peace, Edward and Frank.

  48. Beautiful and poetic tribute, Master Fenn. Good friends like Edard make life wonderful. Thanks for helping to make our lives wonderful.

  49. Death is something we can’t escape, but having many full years is a gift. Those long time friends saddens us the most, especially when we think back to the younger days when we never thought that one day we would say our last goodbye.

    Here to your old friend Edard, teeing up to the 19th hole.


    • So nicely said Bur. Yes, having a friend for many years is a gift to treasure. It also reminds us how fragile a hold each of us has on life. We can only live each day as if it were our last, for it just might be. “Remember the good times”, and “Cherish every moment, every memory” JDA

      • P.S. – Getting old has its rewards – precious memories, but it also has its detractors – – – JDA

  50. My condolences, Forrest. This is so beautiful:

    “Keen are those whose eyes were used and saw the total fruit he bore, and remember yet, whose dyes were used to make the pride he wore.”

    Godspeed, Edard.

  51. Dear Forrest: a very nice remembrance for a lifelong friend. Good friends are one of life’s greatest gifts, and your shared 8+ decades with Edard were surely a mutually cherished treasure. My deepest sympathies on your loss.

  52. Thank you for sharing something deeply personal and giving us a glimpse of Edard and who he was. Reading about you and Edard and some of your exploits made me smile. Oh how I wish I could do some of the things like you’ve been attributed to. Cherish the memories! You are truly blessed to have lived such a long and rich life filled with good people like Edard. I wish you, your family and your friends many continued blessings!

  53. Mr.forrest,there is nothing I can say that will heal your have been through this so many times, and it always hurts each time.our allotted time on this earth is different for each one of us.young or old.we are here for a reason. Love one another. Treat people the way you want to be treated. For god so loved the world that he gave his only begotten son, that who so ever believeth in him shall have everlasting life. John 3:16. I believe in god the father, jesus the son and the holy spirit. Trinity. Jesus is my savior and has taken all my sins away.when my time comes,I will just pass from this life unto life eternal. I know that I know this true.god bless you mr.forrest and peggy.

  54. Please allow me to add my condolences to the long list of people who are saddened by your loss.

  55. Thank you for allowing us the opportunity to remember your friend Edard. Add my condolences to the long list from your many friends and fans. We are all gathered here to help fill the emptiness.

  56. I wonder if Edard ever read OUAW and learned of Forrest’s 3 am feat at the Leon Bridge? That was a somewhat similar “doubling-down” to Forrest and Edard’s extra 5 laps around the football field. And are the other members of the bridge-jumping crew (Kacir, Scotty, Paul & Laurens) still alive? Do I recall correctly Forrest mentioning (not that long ago) that he was still in contact with all of them?

  57. I am so sorry for your loss Forrest… That’s an amazing long time to have a friend! We should all be so lucky! But, just think of all the time you saved by calling him Edard instead of Edward… After 83 years I am sure it adds up…

  58. My condolences to Forrest and all of those who were blessed to have had Edard be a part of their wondrous journey. May his spirit sore with the angels and sing with the whispers of the wind.
    Lori M

  59. My thoughts of peace and healing are going out for you Forrest, and for everyone who knew and loved your friend Edard. And to heck with Resting In Peace, I hope he’s flying high and having the time of his spiritual life!

  60. “To lose a friend is to lose a part, of yourself, and of your heart.”*

    Dear Forrest,

    This must be a very difficult time for you. And yet you still find time to be there for others and to tell your friend’s story in such a way that he is not just an * in the history books, but a living memory who warms our hearts, too.

    P.S. IMO in a free society every political heavyweight needs a counterweight to allow the free flow of ideas in a truly democratic society and avoid the extremes of absolute power and that of no power. Thanks for being one!

    *(D.B., 8th grade poem).

  61. Thankful you shared this Mister Fenn.
    The Aspens have turned too a wonderful
    Color early this Fall and the fresh snow has highlighted them. “Memories are more powerful and long lasting when shared with others. “ rh

  62. Folks in the gallery, antiquities and archaeology communities have their opinions, but anyone who is an offset to Soros is a blessing to humanity, IMO.

    Plus, anyone who survived birth at King Daughter’s was meant to be. A higher power worked mightily to overcome mortal activity every time that happened.

  63. Forrest, I’m so very sorry that Edard has passed on. Some may say that 89 years is a good long time to live, and I suppose it is. But at the end it all seems to have flown by in the blink of an eye. I would rather that we never had to say goodbye to those we love. My deepest condolences.

  64. Forrest, I am very sorry about the passing of your dear friend. What a wonderful life-long friendship you were blessed with. Hoping your sadness is eased by many fond memories.

  65. Did you know that watering trees goes with reading poetry?

    Oh, East is East, and West is West, and never the two shall meet,
    Till Earth and Sky stand presently at God’s great Judgment Seat;
    But there is neither East nor West, Border, nor Breed, nor Birth,
    When two strong men stand face to face, tho’ they come from the ends of the earth.

    – From the Ballad of East and West (Rudyard Kipling, 1865–1936)

    Btw Grammarly is wrong sometimes. It told me great is an overused word.

  66. A great tribute to a friend. What brilliance there is in the line.” Keen are those whose eyes were used and saw the total fruit he bore, and remember yet, whose dyes were used to make the pride he wore.”

    • That is a brilliant line EOTC. Once in a while when there is a great loss, we can take comfort in knowing that eternity holds all for another season. As Forrest has written… “The past will always be contradictory when told by one person at a time. I feel my life has been a rough draft of the place just ahead where the past will come alive again and all of my experiences and friends through the years will meet with me at the great banquet table of history. Then there will be no past.”

  67. Just saw that Joseph Wilson died last Friday in Santa Fe. If the name isn’t immediately familiar, he was previously married to Valerie Plame Wilson (they divorced in 2017). Both were friends of Forrest.

  68. When I was young the Sleepy Hillock Cemetary in our home town of Montrose Scotland was a beautiful place. Still is. Most of those I hold dear are buried there. I’ve even thought of it oddly enough over the years. One of the most beautiful moments I have had there was this:

    When my grandmother died, she asked we return her from Canada to Montrose to be with her husband, my grandfather. She asked she be cremated and a rose on her bronze earn. She was very specific, it was her choice so my mother got her what she wanted.

    It’s a much longer story than I intend to tell but after a long 9 hour journey a stay in a cold bread and breakfast it was time to attend the ceremony and fulfilling the wish my grandmother wanted.

    We headed to Sleepy HIllock, 7 of us in our family. When we arrived at the graveside of my grandfather, above his name plate was the matching rose of my grandmothers urn.

    as the ceremony progressed it was cold, windy, misty and dull. A dreary grey day. After the ceremony, I wandered off to find the other side of my family or my Dad’s side of the family to pay my respects.

    There was nothing more to do than to wander back to the family awaiting me. They were in among themselves. I didn’t really want to talk at that moment.

    I had travelled 3000 miles carrying grandma in my carry on over the great Atlantic Ocean. I had never see my other grandmas grave before. There I stood. Cold and inside flat, dull grey and empty. A sadness only a family member can feel when losing a loved one.

    It was then I saw the gravestone of no relation to me… that has remained forever etched in my mind because I know one day I will request the same.

    It said:

    Until we meet again….

    • That was a very beautiful story, and I thank you for that. Someday we will all meet our friends, families, and others at the eternal table, there is no end.

  69. That was a very beautiful story, and I thank you for that. Someday we will all meet our friends, families, and others at the eternal table, there is no end.

    • Thank you. It has stayed with me forever. I was only 18 when I saw it. Always comes back at the oddest times of thought. Those words helped me that day and made me realize it’s true. It changed the way I look at things and the end of times. Gave me something to look forward to.

      I only hope Mr. FF sees this and finds solace in it.

  70. In regard to f’s comment about being born to politically off-set Soros, maybe, just maybe, f isn’t talking about current US politics, but more about the politics of the Chase.

    If we define politics as, “the debate or conflict among individuals or parties having or hoping to achieve power” (Oxford dictionary), who are the powers in the current political milieu of the Chase, and who are you listening to?

    Is there someone who is off-setting one or more of the powers that be in the Chase?

    • Denise, thanks for your thoughts.

      I’ve been pondering ‘why’ Forrest made the Soros comment for two days. Forrest is a complex bit of goods, and He often leaves me at a loss.

      • Denise and 42 – George Soros has a house here in Sun Valley. My Native American friend, Steve, was friends for a time with George’s son, Alex. An interesting combination.

        If you would like to continue your political Chase analogy, here is a good article about Soros:

        I think Forrest was taking a net worth comparison, though. Especially with Forrest’s humble beginnings.

        • Thanks Lisa, although with the current political climate I’m not much interested in politics.

          Given the fact Forrest was paying tribute to an old and dear friendship,
          the Soros comment was hugely out of context.

          Because ff is calculating and careful in his posts, when something is that far out of context, it makes me stop and think… was it simply off the cuff, or did Forrest have a reason for the comment?

          • Denise & Lisa Bake

            Is a palindrome word.

            oro is Latin for gold.

            69 or 96 Is a reference to Gemini or the twins. The word twin shows up in the phone numerous times when in grid format.

          • Is the lead searcher and Forrest in a “Cold War standoff” and something the LS said could have pushed it to a hot one? Lol just tossing that out there. I’m going to try and get one more BOTG in the coming weeks

          • 42 – Good one!

            And a Director will be working ‘off-set’ on the future Oscar winning TTOTC movie, Douglas Preston. Well, on the boundary of the set, anyway. Maybe George Soros will fund the making of that movie? His house in Sun Valley is not TFTW from the coffee shop I am in now.

            And the beginning and the end of that palindrome is the letter ‘S’, which just happens to be my blaSe/blaZe backwardS bike S blaze in the Madison River at Baker’S Hole. WorkS for me, Forrest! BackwardS and ForwardS.

            My S curve blaze is an out and back from the former FennHaven Cabins on Boundary Street in West Yellowstone; just down from the Boundary Trailhead. T S. Eliot would like that.


  71. Thank you 42 for the mention of Soros being a palindrome.
    How do you get 1-6-9-6-1 ?
    But I’m glad you did – confirmation bias.

  72. Dal- did Edard comment on this blog? if so what was his blog handle?
    thanks Dal.
    losing friends to death is always tough Forrest. hang in there dude Edard will wait for you. finish your business here. which, as we know will be a long time from now.
    i think.

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