Jon is like the annoying kid in the front row who raises his hand to answer all the teacher’s questions. Except in this case, Jon is always raising his hand to volunteer for the unpaid dirty work — the metaphorical toilet cleaning — at the dojo. Who will be responsible for getting the dojo cleaned? Jon: I will. Who will rent a truck and bring and return chairs, tables, and so forth for the tournament? Jon: I will. Who will help my son with a emergency roadside service? Jon: I will. You know Jon will get some bread from The Little Red Hen.
Jon’s employer has transferred him to Honolulu. He will return here for a few days, once a month, to do some work and see his family. Denise, Emily, and Sarah will be staying around Edmonds for a time to be determined. Emily goes off to Western next fall. Denise is in grad school but, luckily, there’s a branch of her school in Honolulu if she needs to make a change. Sarah has been looking forward to increased leadership at the dojo, but might have to miss that. Seventy-five percent of the Hies train at USA Karate, and all have close friends here. Some good fortune, but mostly sad news for the Hies. All sad news for the rest of us.
I recommend that everyone join me in my chosen response: I plan to remain in the first stage of grief — denial — forever, or until Jon returns, whichever comes first.