If there could be one truism about my life, it is that there is never a dull moment. I arrived home around 6 o’clock via an unexpected cab ride, following an unexpected bus ride. I got caught in a snowstorm this afternoon.
See, earlier in the day I decided to take my cousin Tosca to Stroudsburg/Delaware [...]

Dear David,
The year is winding to a close and I’m finally getting a quiet moment after an extremely busy and heartwrenching week. The House of Fielding is tranquil — Hugh’s curled up at my feet, and the others are asleep. Tosca and Allan are leaving today, so Hugh and I can send out 2005 quietly.
Your [...]

My cousin Tosca arrived late in the night from Vancouver, and the three of us stayed up ’til all hours working on preparations for the memorial. There’s a lot of material to assemble, people to coordinate, decisions to make. I think of David constantly, for I’m surrounded by artifacts of his life. The objective is [...]

It’s Boxing Day — not here in the U.S., but many of you know what I’m talking about. Which means I made it through Christmas, now I just have to get through David’s memorial, New Year, and the rest of my life.
There is much uncertainty right now, the greatest concern being U.S. Immigration and [...]

The weekend that David and I met, October 1-4, 2004, he had a surprise for me. I’d mentioned sometime before then that I’d never flown in a helicopter, and it was something I’d been wanting to do. So when we flew in the Tri-Pacer from Cherry Ridge to Mount Pocono Municipal Airport, I had no [...]

Dear David,
I’m writing because I strongly felt both your presence and absence today. I talked myself into accepting an invitation to a houseful of people, mostly people I didn’t know but I felt I could trust would be alright with me. It wasn’t easy, but I managed the best I could. There were some moments [...]

I went to Mercy Hospice earlier this evening. I had some invitations to other homes for Christmas Eve, but I didn’t feel like going. The only place I wanted to go today was the hospice, and I wanted to take along some of the food that’s shown up here from some kind folk. I kept [...]

I brought our cat, Hugh, to be with David when he was transferred from the 8th Floor of Mercy Hospital to the hospice on the 3rd Floor. David and Hugh were inseparable for almost 15 years, and I wanted them to be together as they’d always been.

I can’t begin to describe what this week has been like, so I won’t. Instead, a videoclip of a flight from March when David and I were leaving Reading Airport, about 45 minutes away. He wrote about it here, in a post called “Man’s Quest for Wings”. What made the trip special was witnessing the [...]

As published today in The Times-Tribune:
12/22/2005
David Lee Fielding - December 18, 2005
David Lee Fielding, 38, of Scranton died Sunday at Mercy Hospice after a courageous battle with cancer. His wife is the former Gail Edwin, formerly of Vancouver, Canada.
Born May 30, 1967, in Allentown, son of Mona Fielding, Clarks Summit, he graduated from high school [...]