Mountain Views News, Combined Edition Saturday, May 4, 2019

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Mountain Views-News Saturday, May 4, 2019 


“Why does it take a minute to say hello and forever 
to say goodbye?”

“Throughout the years, amidst my tears, I will call 
your name.”

“And God shall wipe away all tears from their eyes; 
and there shall be no more death, neither sorrow, 
nor crying, neither shall there be any more pain...” 
Rev. 21:4

“How blessed I am to have known someone who was 
so hard to say goodbye to.” Winnie the Pooh really 
said “lucky” and “something” but my friend, Celia 
Kalm, would probably agree with my small changes 
to A. A. Milne’s famous quote, when applied to her 
husband, Arne, now residing in heaven. It seems we 
are saying goodbye to beloved friends and family 
way more often than we ever expected we would, 
and finding ourselves wondering what we’re going 
to do with the rest of our lives now the person we 
expected to be going out to dinner with someplace 
fun for the next fifty years or so, instead is sharing 
bread and wine with the Lord Himself.

Arne’s memorial service was just a week or so ago 
at Church of the Good Shepherd, down there on Duarte Road. It was packed and, once again, I was 
calmed and encouraged by the stained glass windows, floor to ceiling, that face the congregation, 
depicting The Good Shepherd with his flock, a lamb perched on His shoulders. Listening to Arne’s 
friends and family talking about him, telling good stories about his life, I was struck by the similarity 
to my own beloved John’s memorial about a year and a half ago. What was brought out at both these 
memorials were descriptions of men of such character, such innate goodness, loyalty, kindness, 
concern for others and generosity was striking to me. How blessed we both have been, Celia and I, to 
have known and loved such men for so many years. Men about whom it was said their lives were well 
lived. As another good friend pointed out to me, good persons need to be talked about!

Arne Kalm was a proud and patriotic American who was born in Tallinn, Estonia in 1936. His father 
was an official in the Estonian Foreign Ministry and his mother was the daughter of an Estonian 
businessman, Alfred Kalm. Arne’s parents were deported to Siberia in 1941 and he was taken to his 
maternal grandfather in Sweden in 1943. Arne and his grandfather immigrated to the US in 1945 with 
Arne speaking only Estonian and Swedish. Growing up in California, Arne was accepted to Caltech 
at age 15 and graduated with a B.S. with honor in 1956 and an M.S. in Civil Engineering in 1957. In 
1961 he earned an M.B.A. with high distinction from Harvard Business School where he was a Baker 
Scholar. So, obviously, arriving in the US without any English language wasn’t a problem at all. 

Arne’s friends, all of many years duration, spoke of Arne’s love of golf, dinners with friends featuring 
great food and wine, his subtle sense of humor, his leadership qualities and their enduring love for 
him, as did his daughter, Linda, and Dr. Wood, of the Good Shepherd ministerial staff, who spoke of 
being Arne and Celia’s neighbor for many years. 

Saying goodbye. I did it by quoting a song by the Louvin Brothers, “My Baby’s Gone,” written in 1960. 

“Hold back the rushing minutes, make the wind lie still
Don’t let the moonlight shine across the lonely hill
Dry all the raindrops and hold back the sun
My world has ended, my baby’s gone.”

Celia said goodbye to her best friend, Arne, by putting together a book of remembrance filled with 
pictures of Arne’s young life and their life together. Entitled, “A Life Well-Lived,” each page is filled 
with times of joy, laughter, happiness, family, and love. Oh dear friends, a life well-lived, like Arne’s, 
like John’s, is filled with love. Mine was, Celia’s was, and I hope yours is too. These verses from 1 
Corinthians 13 fit Arne’s life perfectly. He was the embodiment of love:

“Love is patient, love is kind. It does not envy. It does not boast, it is not proud. It does not dishonor 
others, it is not self-seeking, it is not easily angered, it keeps no record of wrongs. Love does not delight 
in evil but rejoices with the truth. It always protects, always trusts, always hopes, always perseveres......
love never fails.”

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 I’m not perfect, but it usually 
takes a lot to tick me off. I think 
you’ll understand then how 
irritating it is when people run 
the East/West stop sign at Lima 
and Sierra Madre Blvd. Not only 
is it irritating, it’s down right 

 I’ve developed a whole hierarchy of blame and 
responsibility on this topic. The least culpable people 
are the ones driving through from out of town. I’ll 
give them the benefit of the doubt that they somehow 
missed the stop sign. Could happen.

 However, if they’re third or fourth in a line of cars, 
all of whom have stopped before them, and they still 
breeze through as if they’re above the law, that’s just 
wrong. One time I was driving and some guy on a 
bike didn’t just roll through the intersection, he sped 
through like he was in the Tour de France! This is after 
he witnessed a whole line of cars stop before crossing. 
That guy was lucky he wasn’t picking fenders out of 
his butt.

 On that particular occasion I was driving, but most 
of the misbehavior I see at that intersection targets 
pedestrians. Last week I waited on the sidewalk for 
what I thought was a safe opportunity to cross. I got 
half way through and some woman drove right on in 
front of me. Of course she didn’t turn her head in the slightest to meet my gaze. They never look 
at you. 

 So this woman actually stopped, but then decided it was too much of an inconvenience, and 
waited until I was in her path to accelerate. Unbelievable. When men do that to me, I chalk it up to 
sexism. (If you’ve read my column for any length of time, you know I almost never play the sexism 
card.) But what’s up when a woman decides to illegally drive in front of me?

 I always wonder if people would feel so free to do that if I were some burly 300 lb. guy and not a 
4’10” female. I’m short, but I’m not so short they can’t see me above their dashboards.

 Well, this hasn’t been my most amusing article, but I’m looking at it as kind of a public service 
announcement. If you’re driving or on foot, watch out for people who ignore traffic signs. Don’t 
assume anything, the crazies and the unconcerned move among us.

 And if you’re the guilty party (you know who you are), I hope this article might inspire you 
to change your ways. The rest of us would like to safely share the road with you. And although 
I focused on Lima and the boulevard, I’m sure there are other intersections here in town where 
people are behaving badly. Proceed with caution.

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