Eli Luevano…
April 29, 2008
our younger son’s middle name is Eli, in honour of a dear friend - Eli Luevano - whom i met in the magaliesburg mountains outside johannesburg in 1984.
we met in january and the last time i saw him was in april/may of that year. the impact he made on my young heart & mind far outweighed the amount of time i spent with him. an american & converted jew, he had an incredible lust for life & big bushy beard. he wrote me a letter from Albuquerque a while later but we eventually lost touch.
many years later i heard that he died on crashed flight TWA 800, while working as a steward - he was 42, the same age as me. it goes to show that we never know the impact that our lives have on another and that every connection, however brief, holds infinite possibilities within.
“My friends are my estate.” - Emily Dickinson.
