Jamie

I never met Jamie. I met her husband, Mike, who is our son-in-law Vincent’s good friend and work mate. Mike is a bright, young man with a quick wit and a curious mind with diverse interests. He is energetic and hard-working. He loves Jamie. We have had some rough, Nor’easter blizzards that hit our corner of Bucks County, Pennsylvania hard the end of February into March.

Jamie had sleep apnea and used a machine to assist her breathing at night. The storm knocked the power out in Mike and Jamie’s apartment during the night. Jamie’s machine lost power. She stopped breathing and died at just 34 years old. Her husband lost his wife. Her parents lost their daughter. Her brother lost his sister. Her niece lost her aunt. I remember when my sister died, my dad sobbing and saying, “Parents are not supposed to bury their children.”

Corporations have battery back-ups for phone systems and hard drives. Many of us have battery back-ups for Fios phones. Why are battery back-ups not standard issue for life-sustaining equipment? It seems like a small, additional cost. We have the technology. It’s too late for Jamie Standish, but perhaps in her memory, we could get the ball rolling to improve the standard of care. Call me a curmudgeon, but I think we can care for our citizens at least as well as we care for their billing data.

Rest in peace, Jamie, only with us for a short time: August 11, 1983 to March 2, 2018.

This is acrylic on 10″ x 10″ stretched canvas. It is not for sale. It was painted in memory of Jamie as a gift to Mike, using my “heroes palette”.