James A Keown

James Keown 

May 14, 1957 - February 26, 2024 

Floyds Knobs 

Jim was recovering at home from a broken ankle, and in good spirits the morning he died. A blood clot broke loose and went to his heart. He was with his wife,  Donna Hillegas, his sister-in-law, Lori Hillegas, and his dog, Dolly. 

Stop all the Clocks 

By W H Auden 

Stop all the clocks, cut off the telephone, 

Prevent the dog from barking with a juicy bone, 

Silence the pianos and with a muffled drum, 

Bring out the coffin, let the mourners come. 

Let aeroplanes circle moaning overhead 

Scribbling on the sky the message He Is Dead 

Put crepe bows round the white necks of the public doves, 

Let the traffic policemen wear black cotton gloves. 

He was my North, my South, my East and West, 

My working week and my Sunday rest, 

My noon, my midnight, my talk, my song. 

I thought that love would last forever: I was wrong. 

The stars are not wanted now: put out every one; 

Pack up the moon and dismantle the sun; 

Pour away the ocean and sweep up the wood; 

For nothing now can ever come to any good. 

On March 16th, a gathering will be held at Jim’s home, from 2-5. It will, of course, be a porch party. Dress with an eye on the weather. Life can be uncertain.

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