I have a short list of things I would like to do in memory of Mr Loco. A few items on that list include planting a tree, a park bench, something at the zoo and something in Hawaii where we honeymooned. Sometimes things happen that spur you into action. Well, circumstances fell into place and it was time to plant a tree.
Mr Loco loved spending time outside as a family. Before issues with his ankle and walking, he was an avid hiker and runner. As a family we enjoyed spending time outside while Mr Loco grilled dinner. We liked going to the park. We appreciated the beautiful weather. We went to the local train park as a family and had a blast. It was the perfect place to plant a tree in memory of Mr Loco.
I selected a spot in the park and within a week we were ready to plant the tree. We kept the tree planting just the two of us. Baby Loco and I headed to the park for the morning. We were met by park staff.
They put the tree in place and gave us time to ourselves. I talked to Baby Loco about her Daddy. She chattered away about dada and the tree and the choo choo. I brought all of our baseball hats and lined them up while I talked about our family. Baby Loco wore her RUSH t-shirt that her daddy bought her. It arrived in the mail a few days after he died. We took turns shoveling dirt to help plant the tree. I was crying and Baby Loco chattered on about Dada. I wish I knew what she was chattering on about, all I know is that it was happy talk about her daddy.
Mr Loco would be happy that a little part of him was left at a park we enjoyed as a family and a place we would continue to enjoy on a regular basis as Baby Loco grows. He would be happy to be a little part of shady picnics, family time and the outdoors. This tree is not just for our family. It is for everyone.
There is a special place to gather, have picnics and talk about Mr Loco. The train runs right by our tree. It is even park of the holiday light display. Baby Loco loves shouting out “Dada tree” as we ride by. In January, I am planning on inviting some of Ruby’s friends to the park for a picnic. We hope to see you there.
He who plants a tree
Plants a hope.
~Lucy Larcom, “Plant a Tree”