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JUDY'S JOURNAL

 

January 2025

While I believe that the routine of creating this blog has kept me honest as a writer and artist, today is a challenge. But I will do my best, as John would advise.

 

 

 


My Soul Mate, Companion, My First Reader


Dear Reader,

Loss. To lose one’s mate after more than half a century is a devastating thing. And, yet I sit here trying to compose a tribute to my husband, John Gaumond. “Just do the best you can,” he would say, when I was rooting around for a subject each month. These days, torrents of language pour out, as family and friends console me or there are stretches of silence when I think I’ve lost language entirely. While I believe that the routine of creating this blog has kept me honest as a writer and artist, today is a challenge. But I will do my best, as John would advise, but I am missing my first reader.

John Gaumond enriched the lives of those who knew him: father, brother, uncle, friend, teacher, mentor, photographer, writer. Two years ago, at my urging, he reluctantly composed a list of what he would want included in his obituary. With one important update (the publication of his poetry chapbook Finding the Words, Kelsay Books, 2024), here it is: https://obits.callahanfay.com/john-gaumond. His obituary photograph was taken by poet John Hodgen at a duo poetry reading seventeen days before he died. He loved the image of himself, surrounded by books, reading his poems, so I chose it for our last look at an extraordinary man.

Eighteen previous blogs that ran under the title “Stop, Look, and Think” asked you to study a piece of artwork before reading the explanation below it. Thinking about and comparing your reactions was my way of asking you to give space to your own feelings/responses before “knowing” anything about it. John’s photograph seems like a fitting way to pay tribute to him today.


Here’s the story: John took this photograph on the day we took a train from London to Oxford. We took our time wandering through the grounds of Oxford University’s colleges, admiring the gardens and architecture and contemplating English history with each turn. This image became one of John’s favorites, and now it is up to us to guess why. A door within a door opening to worlds of learning? A door that opens to a future? A door opening to the unknown?