Yesterday, on a beautiful upstate NY afternoon, I traveled to West Shokan to attend Killian's memorial service. As you know, there had been a project underway to create as many origami cranes as possible for the celebration of his life. When I got to the church, there were cranes hanging from every window, strung like popcorn, glowing in the early afternoon sun.
After the service, on the walk into the cemetery, cranes could be seen to be hanging from trees all along the path, and after the grave side prayer, when we had descended the hill to the pavilion, we were met with thousands more cranes hanging from every rafter.
The total crane count was over 12,000, a substantial amount of which came from you, dear readers. I did pretty well in holding myself together for most of the day, but when Killian's mom told me how touched she was by the cranes that were sent, I lost it. So, to those of you who put so much love and time into folding and sending cranes, thank you from the bottom of my heart. It was a beautiful thing to do and a fitting celebration of an incredible life. Thank you, really.